Subliminal Blues

(collab of Shaman and Prophet)


I've got the blues so bad,
I used to wish I was dead
Now I'm glad to add
That's not the only thing I've said

My mind focuses on sorrow
But happiness rears it ugly head
When my thoughts turn to tomorrow
With a smile I jump right out of bed

I have to make myself stand up,
have to force myself to move
The mind's just gone corrupt
The will has something to prove

When I meet the maker
I want to be proud of what I’ve done
Let it be known that I’m no faker
I’m a man who’s won this race I’ve run

Being pulled by a magnet,
or invisible strings
got a girl pregnant
Goddess Mama sings

My mask is of no use here
In the company of those I know
And who know me clearly
As the guy with the happiness fro

I've drunk no majick potion,
Just lost here in my thoughts,
I'm a being of emotion,
In this web, this trap, I'm caught

Fraught with subliminal messages
And an overwhelming curiosity
I'm faced with the kind of mess that is
Trapped inside this monstrosity

Hopin' for positivity,
Mired in negativity,
Stuck in my impulsivity,
Now, back to the festivities!

Blowing through each second
Like a wasp to the enemy
With mic in hand let’s kill this epic
My mind’s consumed by brevity