In Memory Of...

Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath

As ransom in return for my soul's silhouette

How deep does shit get? Is it worth the Bentley's and jets

In this jungle of sheer cons, devils with breasts

I mean does everything happen for a reason, the change of seasons

Even the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'

It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit

The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's why I have my logic

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

So don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live

We are what we are, forever live or die

Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live

I am what I am from beginning to the end

My conspiracy theory threatens national security

Speaking clearly, you assholes don't hear me

Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary when cell therapy

Wasn't curing me, god put fear in me, scaring me

R.I.P. Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity

Still with me spiritually, forever in memory

Cut throat - Who ill as me?

Soulfly - Flight attendants ain't got shit on me

You reap what you sow, so I try my hardest to harvest

Good crops regardless if most artists are garbage - with godless content

To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness

Of alcoholic products held my spirit in bondage like convicts

Gettin' blunted wasn't pungent

Overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget

Conflict - Indo had my mental growth stunted

Cut friends out my circumference I used to run with

Rose above it - fuck thuggin' and clubbin', I got one in the oven

Plus my girl's talkin' husband, she buggin'

My method of flowin' expression through poem

Salt of the Earth like the ocean, God's chosen spokesman

Creation to cremation, to be blatant, fuck Satan

Paper chasin', motherfuckers facing damnation

Girls actin' fly with no interest in aviation

Fuck station, radio waves is just radiation

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

You don't feel when I bleed, when I scream, when I feel

We are what we are, forever live or die

You don't know how I feel, what is real, what's the deal

I am what I am from beginning to the end

Cutthroat logic - the newest extension of the Soulfly Tribe

From now until the day that I die

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes

That with this music I will bring my dream to life

Stressed the 'F' out, losin' my mind

I wanna blow up right now but I know it takes time

Like slanging saxs to takin' elbows across the state lines

From 22's to tec 9's swag to kind

Underground to worldwide, I will never die

Forever my words in my rhymes they gonna keep me alive

So onward I strive each and every day of my life

As I fight to keep K-RAB's dream alive

Forever my better half from fightin' to makin' cash

Some things in life are fucked up - wish I could take 'em back

But I live life with no regrets

So I just look back on life and laugh

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

In memory of D-LOW I carry this pain

We are what we are, I know you understand

In memory of D-LOW I carved your name

I am what I am from beginning to the end

Got Catholics in confession and 5-percenters studying lessons

While the youth smoke Buddha for blessing

I hear you fuckers on vinyl praising false idols

Claiming Gods and dogs and other fraud titles

To rival my recital's laced with the Bible

Life is just a time trial, I'm trying to make the finals

March madness in the land of savages - I'm stranded

A magnet for static so I combat it diplomatic, nomadic

What I'm tatted, my cross my only baggage

Roots go back to Africa, I'm not Asiatic

Brothas mastered mathematics and still they can't add it

My quest isn't cabbage although it's nice to have it

Rock the planet, like volcanic magma fragments

As my lava cools a lot of fools take me for granite

I just wanna meet the trinity and live for infinity

Laugh at the enemy, when I get there who cares who remember me, on Earth

Since birth my dome had afro turf - ask the nurse

I heard a verse that said, "Who's last is first"

So I keep my flesh humble 'cause I'm still-skinned like Rumple

Average a triple double and keep my game subtle

Jam harder, than Vince on all ballers from bench to starter

Since I slaughter holler, murda, on Shawn Carter

No honor with robbers, so I pray to my godfather

And my conscience isn't bothered by how I get my dollars

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

We are what we are - musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast

Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast