[Lyric] Food Clothing Shelter (Noyz)

I take heed from the older Gods and carry the globe on my shoulders hard
Holding it, I'm growing older and showing my open scars
Sink quills inside them and let the ink spill
Colors smeared with love and fear of what I think is real
Sing trill as a caged bird, my wings feel the same hurt that we live still
So we build empires of dirt for what it's worth
And walk through hell fire in search if there's a place for a hopeless sinner;
Trying to save his own, roaming in the coldest winter
Feeling made of stone as if you behold the glimmer inside the eyes of Medusa
And when you die, what's left behind is a future!
For minds of the youth that are soon to come
Foolish ones telling you to sleep on your moon and choose a son!
The tears welled when seeing my niece hold her mother's hand
When thinking of how they slaughter daughters in my mother land!
Never understand
Begging Heaven help us for food, clothing, and to keep our heads under weather shelters!
A better self is beneath the surface
Fam said you need to worship to meet your purpose!
To me the verses will do the same
Piecing words to subdue the pain
Moving through the veins, and my view became clearer
We're pyramid builders;
Serve the servants, and we reach for the hands of the healer!
[Hook x2]
With the mind's eye it's harder to see
But keep it wide though, we've got to be free, we've got to be free!
Even though it's harder to be
Still try though we've got to be free, we've got to be free!