Aqualeo - Speaking in Tounges Lyrics

Now we've all traveled the long roadThe one that's crooked and wideWe've abandoned the narrow pathNow we're lost and shooken insideTryna find god, running from selfLooking everywhere elseBut inside the place, inside our faceThat our god is to our wealthAs we chase dreams, with straight shotsA hard liquor, we facade quickerIn a tall mirror, and somehow thinkWe seeing god clearerAnd as we sink deeperWithin thin sheetsWe begin to sleepAnd as we slumber somehow stumble and turn into sheepInception's rising , deception's hiding, conceptualizingAnd now the dream turn nightmare is what's on the horizonCan't tell night from dayCan't tell wrong from rightCause now good and evil is blended and it's all in sightIt's called hell's pollutionThe resolution is evolutionRevolution is no solutionLook to the devil and salute im'And when you done thatIs when you'll find a fun factThe closer you grow to himThe more you'll just where the sun's atAnd then you'll see them bun stackAnd then you'll see how one's atAnd then you'll understand the reason labels fund these dumb actsCuz' they reflect youYet you reject meI've owned up to who I amYes I accept me I've got my mind to feedCan't worry bout' bullshit blinding meHumans are another kind to meBut constantly reminding meThat flesh is realFiending for that sex to feelGone of that exit pillWhat's really right is invest to killCuz' shit won't changePray to who you wantCuz' right when you think they've changedThat's when they do you wrongUsing excuses that's useless instead of moving onThat's why I fall deep into his ownAnd then it's fuck you leave me aloneIs it being raised, or how your semen's lateSo does being gay come from your DNA?Give it up can't free your slaveNiggas out here gon' be for daysAll them hoes like Stevie JayI'm just straight on being paidI'm lonely, fuck bitchesIf she's on me, it's cuz' of my richesOnly worry bout' what she's tryna getTaught her bout zodiac signs and shitShe's so god damn blinded withI can never get behind a chick(overan) , I'm mashin' nineI'm the only one that'll be cash and IDon't care bout' tears or mass of snotYou're so outta here like astronautSo why y'all worry bout' passin' potAnd fall a victim to pastor's plotI ain't know that answer's notWorth itOf pursuitYesLost in the vastness of this madnessThere I see the curse of an inverse mindSpun and unlinedDone but shun the wiseWith crumbs to idolizeSatisfied with alibisTrying to shine amongst the blindEnamored by glamour and outlandish standardsStranded in disbanded banditsEndorsing sideline bleacher preachersTeaching platinum leeching tactics and retroactive practicesParasitic critics and diminished exorcistsThe democracy of hypocrisyPseudo-evolutionMeddling with trues, embellishing in mass confusionThe illusion is thisThe divine straight path is really a cyclical questNot a mystical guess, nor a judgmental sect riddled in biblical textsBut invisible chessWe must consider all the pieces as we formulate our thesis in hopes of reaching God statusPush the apparatus past the stratosphere of fearOnly in the darkness shall the truest light appear