Willow Smith - 8 Lyric
Take the money, take the fame All I want is truth You talk the language, play the games Act as they want to Look at you, look at you Who are you, who are you You walk the streets endlessly The density is rain The thoughts of things just case you pain And don't make you more pretty What to do, oh, with you What to do, who are you You criticize behind those eyes No hatred, you're just jealous Your self-conscience is not conscience It poisons your ingesting Always you, who are you It's your choice, just make the move Burning bridges, burning bridges Poses all four down Our consciousness is all that is But nothing this is wild What are we, what to see My third eyes opening Burning bridges, burning bridges Poses all four down Our consciousness is all that is But nothing this is wild What are we and who are you Did we just go down the drain And I just go with my flow Cause rolling circles, rolling circles The pavement seems too cold and now my feet turn purple Hey, hold up Take the money, take the fame All I want is truth You talk the language, play the games That you forget about who We will worry in the stars Let's go back home, this earth is hard This is earth is all up on the stars The earth is hungry, he's just looking for a brother to get starve Burning bridges, burning bridges We're just falling down Our consciousness is all that is But nothing this is wild Who are you, who am I Who am I, where is me Where is I, there's no I It's just all
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