Thursday, December 16, 2010

Dear God 2.0 [The Roots Ft. Monster]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIkdkZWlf6g (or if you can play it, it is also on this page next to the doggy w/ a tv)

So this song kinda sorta just CAME to me. It jumped out at me and hit me in the eye. I really didn’t know about the band but I really liked it. The lyrics are great. I mean that’s when you know a song is good, when you like it off the bat, this song was like that for m e. the lyrics go like this. The song starts off kind of slow and normally I hate that in a song, but, I kept listening because I googled the lyrics and they were good, so I wanted to hear how they put them together, obviously it had to be rap (oh yeah). I’m not a crazy rap song fan, but I listen to it a bit. This sing, like I said brings up really good topics (I like songs with a meaning). My favorite verse is:

♫ They said he’s busy hold the line please
Call me crazy, I thought maybe he could mind read

Who does the blind lead?
Show me a sign please
If everything is made in China, are we Chinese?
And why do haters separate us like we siamese?
Technology turning the planet into zombies
Everybody all in everybody’s dirty laundry ♫

By “he’s busy...I thought maybe he could mind read” they refer to God. Well people pray to god, and everyone wants their prayers answered, but they don’t ALL get answered. We kind of have to get in line to get “or prayers answered”, God, they say is supposed to read minds, because how else could he get through so many prayers?

“If everything is made in China are we Chinese” haha. ‘nuff said.

“Technology turning the planet into zombies” well, iPads, smart houses, COMPUTERS, they finna take over the world, dude. Maybe not to that extent, but seriously some of us (most of us) now have crappy writing because we are so used to typing things out instead of writing them out. (I can hear my mom saying “Back in my day….”)

“Everybody all in everybody’s dirty laundry” we live in America, no secret is a secret. ‘Nuff said.
So I hope you listen to the whole song, get the lyrics if you must, but the song is good.

You know what? Here are the lyrics, ‘cuz I know you’re lazy:

♫Dear God, I’m trying hard to reach you
Dear God, I see your face in all I do
Sometimes, it’s so hard to believe it…
But God, I know you have your reasons
(Uh huh)

They said he’s busy hold the line please
Call me crazy, I thought maybe he could mind read
Who does the blind lead?
Show me a sign please
If everything is made in China, are we Chinese?
And why do haters separate us like we siamese?
Technology turning the planet into zombies
Everybody all in everybody’s dirty laundry
Acid rain, earthquakes, hurricane, tsunamis
Terrorist, crime sprees, assaults, and robberies
Cops yellin’ stop, freeze
Shoot him before he try to leave
Air quality so foul, I gotta try to breath
Endangered species
And we runnin’ out of trees

If I could hold the world in the palm of these
Hands, I would probably do away with these anomalies
Everybody checkin’ for the new award nominee
Wars and atrocities
Look at all the poverty

Ignoring the prophecies
More beef than broccoli
Corporate monopoly
Weak World economy
Stock market topplin’
Mad marijuana oxycotton and klonopin
Everybody out of it?

Well I’ve been thinkin’ about
And I’ve been breakin’ it down
Without an answer

I know I’m thinking out loud
But if you’re lost and around
Why do we suffer?
Why do we suffer?
(Uh huh)

Yeah… It’s still me, one of your biggest fans
I get off work
Right back to work again
I probably need to go ahead and have my head exam
Look at how they got me on the Def Jam payment plan

Well, I’m in the world of entertainment and
Trying to keep a singing man sane for the paying fans
If I don’t make it through the night, slight change of plans
Harp strings, angel wings, and praying hands

Lord, forgive me for my shortcomings
For going on tour and ignoring the court summons
All I’m trying to do is live life to the fullest
They sent my daddy to you in a barrage of bullets

Why is the world ugly when you made it in your image?
And why is livin’ life such a fight to the finish?
For this high percentage
When the sky’s the limit
A second is a minute, every hour’s infinite

Dear God, I’m trying hard to reach you
Dear God, I see your face in all I do
Sometimes, it’s so hard to believe it..♫

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