Industry from We Remain by Imagine & Amok

Where's the music?
Where's the art?
How to use it,
how to spark it,
What direction
is the right?
Send a message
or live to fight?

Against yourself in the fast lane,
in this game called hell start adapting
where the ego's devil
and change is permanent,
your being's for sale,
face your enemy.

The industry wasn't built for me,
Not a cent they will get from me,
but that's what you say,
and that's what you think
when there's no other way
you let them buy you a drink.

'Til they empty your soul,
got no where to go,
you wanted to leave but they opened the door.
Now you've entered,
and there's turning back,
watch yo step,
they be burning your tracks.

You ain't used to that,
you got fooled in fact.
Stumbled upon clueless path,
they call the shots, sold your spirit,
yes they bought your lyrics so just do the math.

Blood suckers,
nut huggers.
Take a lie and they make it real,
they know you'll buy so they fake the deal.
This strange emotion that you hate to feel.

Enough of this motherfuckers, keep coming abundantly,
fundamentally redundant too me, wannabe wannabes,
No need for no summary, no.
It's not your turn, so just stay in line,
it's not too late to change your mind.
The question is are you afraid to shine?

Fate's what you make it
so just make it rhyme!
Power to the powerless people,
forget the cowards, spending hours
to devour your freedom.
It's all make belief,
so if your waiting on god
you better pray for peace.
obey and follow.

Don't want to wake the beast.
Now if I run out of time
no one will wait for me?
The lines too straight for me,
the life too fake you see.
Hypocrisy has a voice,
truth got no space to speak.
Democracy was a choice,
but had no place to be.

It's just a mockery,
as filthy as Trump
as real as Socrates.
Call me a doctor please,
I think I'm going insane,
I cannot stop to bleed,
the venom's deep in my veins.
I have just dropped the needle.
We the People,
fuck the politicians
we know their speech is lethal.
Who do the teachers speak to,
why do we want leave school?
The education's feeble,
what do the preachers preach for?

We need love like the Beatles!
staring at broken glass,
it is so hard to see through.
Images twisted, pictures painted,
frame is so small you cannot fit in,
living restrictions, joy is forbidden,
no forgiveness if you are different,
not welcomed you cannot get in.

Where's the conscience,
where's the heart?
What's this nonsense?
it's so dark.
Good questions
bad answers,
we learn your lessons,
but we lack action.
It's not a metaphor,
no pun intended,
humans have left no cure.

They are demented.
don't think they meant no harm,
don't be so senseless,
how did they get so far?
They lost integrity.
What's the conclusion?
We're giving birth to problems and killing all solutions.

The government is haunted so is the constitution.
A great big set up all made to cause confusion.
Do what they tell us so we just fall reclusive.
All alone,
solitary, on the phone.
Armed and deadly
tears of pain,
humanity cries, fear of change.
all hope dies...


But we remain.

• Amok
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Imagine
• Rhythm and Poetry
• Underground hip hop
• rapmusic
• Geneva