Worried About The World (correct) lyrics

Pigeon John

[Verse 1: Eligh]
I be worried about the world
Looking at the TV searching for something
To take my mind off the muck and the mire
They f**kin' the fire, p*ss in gasoline
That mean to demean us, ream us and beam us
The hatred they takin' in
Hurry it out the door
Usherin' on the new millennium
It's on again, we killin'
It's on again, we fillin' the bodies full of bullet holes
It's on
Did you get the bulletin or not?
Captain America dug a burial plot
And you gon' wind up in that muthaf**ka
Ready or not
If you standin' between his riches, get out the way
If you don't understand that then get up and say
What you feel
In a sand trap, it's hard to move
Even with freedom of speech, man it's hard to prove
It's okay, it's alright, we got something that you gon' like
Feeding it to you with sugar and spice
Tasting so nice when it goes down the pipe
Bad information so wipe off the grime
Swiping your credit card, wiping your mind
Clean like the money
That's laundered to fund the propaganda movement
To get us all hyped up and mic'd up
In our own homes to strike up
A conversation with a Macintosh or a PC
Rather be on the Internet to prove I'm a baby
If I'm pacified enough I'll never come outside again
I'll never have a reason to fight a power
Or if I think about it
Take a breakation to give a sh*t about anything
It's okay, it's alright, we got something that you gon' like

[Hook: Mike Marshall]
This mixed up world and it goes round and round
Little kids, robbin' grown folks all over town
Politicians steady lyin', business as usual
Wonder, what do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

[Verse 2: The Grouch]
This world is twisted, you missed it
The whole point of life, resisted
Love
How you gonna shed all that blood?
How they gonna bet on that? Ugh
You'd rather break the bank
Then focus your mind and have to think
Scared of silence, afraid of the peace
America, we made it a beast
Give me my health back
Ain't no doctor, they just sellin' crack
Like them rappers do
Started with beef, now I'm after you
And you don't have to chew
Ain't no substance
It's G.M.O. and y'all lovin' it
Now I'm sellin' tapes, you dubbin' it
You sellin' grapes, you bubblin'
Who broke the covenant?
I don't see what's free about me, that's troublin'
Bring Hubble in, examine
All there is
Is war and famine
With a little bit of rape and pillage
Whatever happened to "It takes a village"?
Do you feel it? Can I kill it?
Slang aside, that's how real it is

[Verse 3: Sage Francis]
Staring to the abyss
Wait for it to blink
When it does take your paycheck
Day to day type stuff, everybody got a rough stuff
Speedin' tickets up in the tape deck
Place bets, gamble every blood red cent
That I pinch in a 12 inch
Never been a brick in the wall
Built by the long arm of the law
I dedicate everything that I make to the anti-war veterans
Born to defend, liberty to the death and the poor to the end
Stronger than men who were given an upper hand
Never consider pulling up another man
I'm a landmine, looking like a doormat
f**king up the format, frat boys imitating Borat
Missed the joke, kiss your vote goodbye
To the dive of digital hopes
Oh, where was I? Oh yea, was I
Preachin' to the choir, reachin' in the fire
The reason I'm inspired, don't wonder where it comes from
Like the knot in my stomach is undone
Come to the conundrum, family untied
Privilege is never given to the indigenous bloodlines
Come to the conundrum, family untied
Privilege is never given to the People of the Sunshine

It's alright, it's okay
We'll party all night
Then we burn to a crisp at the break of day
I say it's okay, it's alright
You'll give you something that you gon' like

[Hook: Mike Marshall]
This mixed up world and it goes round and round
I wonder, what do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

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