Comfort Zone

Chorus

So here we are
Living in the comfort zone
Failing to observe the signs of life in the winds of change so blown Passing time
Living in the comfort zone
Without a single care in life
While the dogs of war make bones
No I don’t wanna see things different than me
‘Cause they challenge my identity
No I don’t wanna see things different than me
That’s just the way it’s gotta be

Verse 1

All things in my circumference
They come to reflect I
Overblown ego manifest if I theorize
God can be the one without the fertile dominion
To give form to His creation, His will, and His opinion
See I and I self we only come to be
If I mold yo mind state in emulation of me
And as I architect a wreck in effect, I get correct on the one and the three
Can you see?
When I fail to give you freedom, ball and chain on mine
And when I deny you power, don’t radiate on divine
My best interest
Be equality with you
No matter where yo mindstate is, or what you been through
We constitute the molecules
Fashioned into master’s tools
Radiate like black coals
But we be polished jewels
Gotta think be for I come to bring you some harm
Yo, you God manifest in the physical form


Verse 2

Life give many choices
Hear many voices
'Fore you fall subject to the game, check the sources
Twas' written in the scroll many thousands of years
That you only gonna get one chance of passing through here
So what you call life just a dash in a stone
Or maybe dust in the wind,
One blink and it’s gone
So you can die ‘cause you died fighting hard for the cause
Or you can die ‘cause you lived life dying a pause

What’s mecca? What’s heaven? What’s the ever last state?
When everybody manifesting and the god create
‘Cause Satan only rule with the power you yield
And too many giving up the swords and the shield
Relinquishing energy that can change the circumstance
Like going out from the bulletholes, when shells just glance
And I keep hoping everyday we’re gonna make the change
But instead of elevating, life be getting mo’ strange.

Verse 3

So let the god spit, dis may be my last line
My last rhyme, I can’t waste time, I got to drop dime
I got to tell you what you worth
And give you flowers while you still true birth
Got an appointment with a hole in the earth
In the dirt, where Iself compose organic
And walked the planet, ain’t taking nothing 4 granted
‘Cause when the call come, then I’m gone
And only love lives on
Because the bond be strong, like this here song
It was never ‘bout the money or the fame
Or to glorify my name
Just trying 2to stay alive in them hood games
Where brothers do hang, and be talking that slang, and rolling (rolling) with the bang-bang
They forgot who they was
So they became who they not
They got paid for the destruction, so they thought they was hot
But forever I’ll represent God on the mic
‘Cause God was the source and emanation of my life

(c) 2004 Nikitah Imani (DP Da Reapa)