Dust lyrics
by SoulChef
Verse 1: Noah King
I never wanted the responsibility of looking loved ones in the eye and knowing that they need me
I'm a ghost in the mist, floating in the wind, gun to the sky lick a shot to the abyss
Find happiness, I'm still on the search for it, giving your best and fail it f*cking hurt don't it
Everybody close to me I let down
I'm still broke and my mom bout to lose the house
I swore I would never sell out but desperation make a man question who he is when the bad guy wins and the good guy die damn it's only a matter of time
They put me in a jail cell to cage my rage and violence
The second I get out I'm gon' be on some wild sh*t
I ain't a child anymore
So what have I learned in all my years on this Earth?
I used to rebel against materialism
But these materialistic mo'f*ckas seem to be winning
I'm sitting in the rut holding onto my hopes and dreams
Tired of being a sucker for nothing
f*ck em!
Verse 2: Nieve
So many curses, buried inside of many verses
But I ain't scared to go deep diving through the surface
Viewing the scars bloodied up soaking in gauze
My self esteem is what I smoke in the car
I hotbox it, allergic to hoes they all toxic
Snitches be alertin the po's beyond logic
I can't stand what the world demands
I'd rather do my damn thing than die a lonely man
Than give into all the bullsh*t they give you
And me on the regular daily and continual
Uh, mediocrity
But my radio blaring but still I'm staring at myself trying to be Socrates
On another level ending on a high note like a marinevel
Hell is now or never
Soul rebel on my back gold pebble in my hand
So I threw it at the Devil and ran
Verse 3: Noah King
I ain't quite Darth Vader yet I'm still Anakin
Staring at the fork in the road I sleepwalk when I stroll
p*ssed off bout my past, forget
I haven't decided which direction I'm riding I'ma crash
I'm looking at the world that surrounds me
Screaming to the stars how the hell did y'all find me?
I don't follow rules, I do what I wanna do
Stay out my space, I do the same it won't bother you
Confused by the government in order to come along with it
Love to be free, but I ain't got the funds for it
Should've gone to college, teachers said I'm dumb as sh*t
Couldn't sit still so they put me on Ritalin
Look at what it really is I was just a little kid
Another sheep in the classroom on curriculum
The school system trained us to not be creative
They placed higher value on the left brain skills
Which is mathematics, logic, language
Os opposed to using our imagination
Things like dancing, things like painting
Things like dealing with emotional anguish
Then they wonder why divorce rates are up
Murder rate is up and America fat as f*ck