Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Reminders February 2011.

我還是喜歡在臺灣的生活!

這次新年回去,臺北街上空蕩蕩,讓我體會到臺北的另一面


去了日月潭,那兒的山水如畫,空氣新鮮,早上湖上的霧如
仙境般,而且還好那天沒太多的大陸客:p 有空想再去台中玩,在那邊住個兩三天也不錯。

也在初一去了新竹縣 > 五峰鄉 > 桃山村 > 清泉 找娃夏阿姨,在那兒住了一晚。在山上最難忘的是我和妹妹
第一次放鞭炮,是走吊橋看風景,是站在大卡車上兜風對大家大喊 “新年快樂!”,是在寒冷的晚上在路邊泡腳 (還有那超丟臉的事!呵呵) ,是天上那數不完的閃亮星星,是原住名的熱情(鄉長祝福我和妹妹我們這兩個陌生人有個美好的未來,以後娶個好老婆,嫁給個好老公 --- 姐姐說他是不是上臺演講的臺詞背太多了!),是很傳統的在地上鋪面被睡覺,是娃夏阿姨和的細心照顧,讓我們有個很美好的一段的2011新年回憶 :)

去了大葉幫忙會手忙腳亂,有時午餐時間排長隊,讓我和妹
妹招架不住,還挨舅媽的批評,但我知道,批評是因爲要求我們兩進步,做事更有效率! 以前常看濃、姐姐、阿平哥哥在店裏做事,現在自己做起來才知道其實一點也不簡單!不用謝謝我們,我們吃了那麽多年舅舅的麵 (還有你們常請客),這也是應該的! 謝謝你們帶我們去山上,去吃日本餐 (日戶屋)、法國餐 (SOGO台北復興館 10F 法樂琪精緻沙拉吧)、麻辣火鍋 (馬辣)、四川菜(西門町 & 忠孝東路 216巷),阿濬說的沒錯,他的確拜對 “乾家” 嘻嘻~ 也謝謝舅舅和阿平哥哥和我聊天,讓我發現我很多想法思維上的的錯誤,也同時給了我一些些生活上的小撇步和 idea..

謝謝婷婷姐姐(還有姐夫幫我買眼藥水,載我們上下山)還
有你們家潔妹帶給我們的娛樂和快樂!現在有了小孩子,生活上開始忙得不可開交了哦~下次有機會再一起出去!

可惜我在臺灣沒幾天濃濃就要去日本遊學,但那幾晚在舅舅
家裏晚上打電動,看電影,讓我很懷念以前小時候無憂無慮的生活,在深夜打電動直到舅媽起來給我們訓話 !

還有,在泰順街住,肚子絕對不會餓的啦!阿公常到外面買
便當或是去菜市場買菜回來煮飯, 謝謝阿公!

在臺灣的最後一晚去了淡水,之前下午去了野柳地質公園,
與女王頭拍照,在海邊刮刮很涼快的風,在綿綿的雨中與姨丈、妹妹、承承、昱昱散散步,拍拍照,感覺還不錯!也真幸好當天沒太多的大陸客 :/ (還記得我們前面兩對大陸客霸佔女王頭超久的!) 謝謝姨丈也送我到機場!

最後,我覺得這次回去最辛苦的是姨姨了.. 每晚上玩班後還要幫我們想節目去師大夜市、景美夜市、五
分浦買衣服、公關買東西吃東西、去永和吃牛排、去關渡宮拜拜,我生病時帶我去看醫生、又帶妹妹去配眼鏡... 回到家還要煩兩個小瓜的事,真是辛苦你了!

雖然這次回去又感覺臺灣/臺北人好像變得比較冷漠,不友
善,素質似乎變差了一點(現在很多人搭捷運都不排隊了,很多人不禮貌,待人怠慢),但不管家裏、世界再怎麽紛紛繞繞喧喧閙閙,很欣慰我們這一家能團聚,回到臺灣總有一種從未離開這裡的感覺!

我已經開始想念臺灣,想念你們了~!

(差點忘了這次回去的其中最重要的事:姨媽中風住院,這
次回去去探望姨媽3次,3次姨媽精神元氣都有進步。常回想起幼時姨媽帶我去大安公園餵鴨子,來家裏時一定會買一大箱我最愛的養樂多給我喝~姨媽人真的很慈祥..希望姨媽能早日康復,下次返臺能去姨媽家看看她。)

This trip has softened me a little bit..

But I was just trying to remember where the fuck I came from.. And who the fuck I really was..

And how things really are..

As a kid so many things were so perfect in my eyes
But now it just seems that the nice people weren't really nice
The people who's stuck through with me are the real deal in this life
When all these time I wanted to just settle down with a wife?!
Fuck that!
Who can feel the way I feel? Who can see the things I see?!
Who can understand the way things were? Who can you see?
It's me, so why can't you take this pill and swallow the fact
It's much easier if you could listen and follow the act

And maybe if you listened you wouldn't have fallen into that trap....
And still hold that pride of yours and be snorting off at the people who loved you

When they still loved you..

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY 2011.

So I told myself to be strong. And to learn to distinguish opinion from fact.

If I gotta crack my head and soul out to do the things I want, I've still gotta do it
It's the only god damn thing I know how to do.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

random ink 290111

There's this emptiness inside of me, and it's killing me slowly
I've got so fuckin' many problems to contemplate, it's scary
My body has a mind of its own, it's tellin' me to live lazy
And my mind doesn't allow me to think too much, it's crazy
But when I switch on the tv, and try to direct my attention
To the public's attention and try to digest the information
I don't absorb shit.. It's the invasion of the fuckin' white noise!

random ink.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Holiday

My closest cousin's gone to Japan for a month.. And now I feel as though I'm on my own.. But I kinda enjoy this feeling.

I guess coming back was always gonna be a get-away.. From the fucked up routine life.

Ha, holidays are just great aren't they.

ON VACATION
17 Jan 2011 - 10 Feb 2011

Be back 11 Feb 2011, approx. 0200hrs.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Different things.. different lies?

Sometimes I think to myself if things could have been different
But on second thought they didn't give me shit back then
So what's wrong with this whole system we livin' in
Is our background the real problem? Come on who are we kiddin'
Can't you sense and detect? Over here don't expect people to show respect
This is the beauracracy we elect, the rest of us are just rejects
Not just in retrospect, in fact, just look at the history we've been buildin'...
Are we really makin' history..? Or have things been laid out before us..?

C'on stop lying already. We've fed enough brains with lies.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

School of Thoughts

Nobody can understand the complexity of this brain or this soul.

I'm the motherfuckin' complex thought.

Zen.. The school of thoughts. Freethinking ideology is the future common sense.

The Music Box!

The Teacha. Xie.

Is it destiny..? Or is it just mere coincidental?

Some things are left unexplored, but the paths we choose are pre-determined by the imaginary scholar up in our head? Or are they imaginary at all?

Religious.. Non-religious.. Superstition.. Or just realistic?

But I know I was chosen for this shit.

There's no turning back.

Thoughts on my head:
- Subject to major in?
- Filial Piety?
- Music in my head.. In my blood.. Or in my soul..?

That's the god damn music box.!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Education.

"Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an empty one."
- Malcolm Forbes

"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it."
- Aristotle

"The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next."
- Matthew Arnold

Random..
"You may be a person to the world, but to a person you may be the world."
- Heather Cortez/ Brandi Snyder?

Saturday, December 04, 2010

Fearless 011210

Ok, stop it with the emo feelings and shit
As though you need a few more quiet minutes
Fuck you, you been procrastinatin' too long
Don't kid yourself, you think you can sing songs?
Write songs, write lyrics, flow and shit?
You don't deserve to call your shit a decent lyric
You don't deserve to call yourself a lyricist
You don't deserve to pretend to be all of this
What now huh, you a loser, only know how you'd wept
Why you sad and down and depressed, everyone you ever got close to left
You ain't shit, motherfucker, and you know it
Don't try be to hard and try to be fearless and shit
We all know who you are deep down, a big fat clown
Tryna act cool with your fancy hip-hop sounds
You only be the joke of the town, but NO!
Fuck you all the doubters, even the friends I know
You never gave support to me and the shit I wrote
You call yourself a friend when I was alone and broke?
You evoke empty memories flushed down the drain
I invoke rhymes rewrote, delivered to your brain
I'm like a strain of virus, they call me contagious
If you mad at the shit I wrote, then I've succeeded
Like memory files deleted, I close you in a window
I kill you doubts to leave you lost like widows
Cause I be the motherfuckin' fearless
Since death made me stronger, fuckin' tearless
So we as a band, we got a plan to success
We killing bitches like we give a fuckless

I be feeling sick from so many farewells I've bid.
I'm sick of this... Still I stick with this..

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Aha

Does anyone even hear my voice?

I guess it's a lonely world out there isn't it.

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

To you 011210

I know this girl who's fierce and violent towards me
And I have no idea why she hits out at me
I admit I tease her sometimes when I'm bored to death
But she retaliates like she wants the last of my breath
I used to call her bully for the way she treated me
It was slaps, punches and kicks when she greeted me
It was irrational, maybe disrespectful
But I thought that she was just a kid, she had no clue
The line drawn between being rude and being cool
Accepting that she was just a girl still in school
Maybe I was a nuisance, but I loved her responses
Like when she gives me the 'what-the-hell' expressions
In the short term I found it hard to accept
Being the target of her brutal attacks
But in the long run she became my source of fun
Someone to add in the colours in this life of a bum
It's not like I see or talk to her every day
But somehow when we meet there's always something to say
It's strange considering we never talked much
Before that it seemed like the result of her grudge
She didn't care much, and befriended me on Facebook
At a point of her life when she stopped being rude
And at this point of my life I was missing my own life
So when rumours that they were leaving were rife
Suddenly the whole world just crashed upon me
Life's a bitch trashin' on me, .. don't you agree
... ... ...

They were right, sometimes I do complain a lot
Regarding people on this shit land and what not
Neglectin' the people that were always around here
And then just right in front of my eyes they disappeared
She was right, we were never close anyways
So why would I care at all in the first place
As they leave behind everything they had on this island
They leave behind regrets in the hearts of empty men
Wishing they could have done something different
Wishing they could have been better cousins
But we were not, and it's now all but too late
On a Ar-Ess (r/s) report card, with a sub-pass grade
All I have is apologies for all that's amiss
And these words of wish(es), you're stronger than this
People change for the better or the worse, behold
So stay true and stay gold, and some day, some day..
Some day you will shine brighter than gold..
And I know you will shine brighter than gold.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Twenty-ten, what the fuck man?

Twenty-ten, what the fuck man
Gotta wake up those who are scammed

I know things gone change one day inevitably, but
This year will forever be unforgettable to me
What the fuck's happened in this shit year, I don't know
But as far as I recall this is how the story goes:
It goes one for the times the army fucked up my life
Like my JC times, I don't know how the fuck I survived
I know it ain't my style to be vulgar, but look
This is what you've made me, a monster, a stranger, a crook
And now it's proly gonna stick with me till I die
'cause no matter how much I try to severe this tie
I know there are things in life you can't unwind and unlearn
And no matter what, the past's a done fact, you can't unturn
A choice to regret, a friend to get, one to forget
I know what I be saying is sad, like carbon offsets
Concerted efforts to save the world from decay
But ha.. You critics are fuckin' hypocrites, don't you say
So this goes two for the truth you tried to guard and protect
The short tour equipped with guns and cigarettes
Wings on a bayonet, ha, who you jokin' wit
Where you think they actually picked up the dirty habits...?

It's in the year twenty-oh-ten, I stopped to pretend
Havin' countless friends when there's only a hand-full of them
I'm thankful to them, but I'm sorry you missed the list
Maybe in the next life our paths will intertwine and twist..

Third on my list I gotta say thank you to Buddha
For the scriptures you wrote and the way of the Dharma
I'm not religious, but knowledge reigns supremacy
And it's this philosophy I connect with in entirety
Experience speaks louder than speculation and threats
I just heard over the damn news that Korea was attacked
But man, whether you on the same side or not that ain't right
When will the death of humanity ever come to light?
It was the first, the second, and then the cold war
And (End) this mindless obeying to princes who wanna be raw
An idea radicalizes even the strongest minds
And you are the host, it's a virus one of a kind
So come and inhale some of this enlightenment
Befo' shits gets painful, shameful, an embarrassment
Stems from the very fact that punk, yea you got played
When you nod your head in agreement, 'you smarter at fifth grade'?
And if this sounds like the end of the world, that's proly 'cause it is
I won't speculate, but it's only so if you say it is
This fourth one goes to those who fight for their dream
Even when all hope is lost, you know it's the only thang
Worth living for, I never knew better before
IF NOT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ONE LIFE WORTH LIVING FOR?

Saturday, November 06, 2010

A Freeman Once Again.

NZ 1943 (IB 05/ PACKET 6/ 39J/ with MARCUS & YIWEI)

Arrival:
06 NOV 10/ 0300HRS/ CHANGI AIRPORT/ TERMINAL 3

Things to do (Short-term):
1. JC CLASS CHALET on 07 NOV 2010
2. S2/ S3 BRANCH CHALET on 07 NOV 2010

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Philosophy

Yiiiiiiifeng this is the song I was talking about at KTV that day! Couldn't recall on that day heh.

PHILOSOPHY
- Ben Folds Five

(from the 1995 self-titled album)

Won't you look up at the skyline
At the mortar, block, and glass
And check out the reflections in my eyes
See they always used to be there
Even when this all was grass
And I sang and danced about a high-rise
And you were laughing at my helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Go ahead you can laugh all you want
I got my philosophy
(Keeps my feet on the ground)
And I trust it like the ground
That's why my philosophy
Keeps me walking when I'm falling down

I see that there is evil
And I know that there is good
And the in-betweens I never understood
Won't you look at me I'm crazy
But I get the job done
I'm crazy but I get the job done

I say go ahead and laugh all you want
But I got my philosophy
(Keeps my feet on the ground)
And I trust like the ground
That's why my philosophy
Keeps me walking when I'm falling down

I pushed you cause I loved you guys
I didn't realize you weren't having fun
And I dragged you up the stairs
And I told you to fly
You were flapping your arms
Then you started to cry, you were too high
Too high....

Now you take this all for granted
You take the mortar, block, and glass
And you forget the speech that moved the stone
But it's really not that you can't see
The forest from the trees

You've never been out in the woods alone
So you can laugh all you want to
I've got my philosophy
(It keeps my feet on the ground)
And I love you you're my friend
But you got no philosophy
Now it's time for this song to end

Saturday, August 28, 2010

You got the heart?

Yo, it's true I used be a fool back in school
I wasn't rude but I was like a block of wood
Nice to you, whether you cool or uncool
I had no clue who was true or untrue
As a kid I wanted to be a writer
But never did shit; I was just a dreamer
Thought I was smart but I was just immature
Just another chess piece of a chess player
Oh-Four-Oh-Two-Oh-Seven, became smarter
Went on to read things beyond the paper
I guess it's weird I wanna be a rapper
Given how shy I was as a teenager
Always loved the poetry and the music
Now I'm thinkin' about producin' it
I've got my fears, but I gotta face it
One life, one chance, not gonna waste it
Now what do I have, got the rhymes to slay
Emotions to vent, too much words to say
But nothing much else apart from all that
At least I've got the heart and that's a fact

And motherfucker, that's the reason I killed ya back in twenty-0-seven.
You still want the life of a failure? No? Then get your fuckin' ass up and start workin' and stop procrastinatin'. Bitch.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Motherfuckin'..!

Some things I gotta get off my motherfuckin' chest..

I used to be mad and sad at the friends I lost
Put to the test of time but none of 'em passed the course
Mourned the lost, but I got right back up where I fell
Got a few new pals and FOR 'EM MY SOUL I WOULDN'T SELL
Every obstacle we've ever been thru tells, told
How much stick we've been havin' as a general whole
But I'm glad we made it, with a couple of outsiders
We've fucked the empty souls that used to reside inside us
We don't have a common cause, 'cause it's friendships that band us
We'll proly shrug off any offender who offend us
'Cause we're nice people who don't carry lethal needles
We're broke as fuck but we still treat them to nice noodles
But you know what, I'm sick of living aimlessly
I've been dreamin' of striking a balance successfully
Get rich enough to feed and house my entire family
Make 'em proud for who they know me to be..

So I wanna be..
A famous rapper who gives you quotable quotes
An inspiration who shows you and paves the roads
The man who re-wrote history for his country
The man I'm born to be and proud to be.. me.

So fuck everybody who doubted me and who still doubt me
I came back stronger and this time for real I'm ready
I'ma tear apart this fuckin' cage and own the stage
Rappin' from minimum wage to maximum wage
To let 'em all know I've come of my fuckin' age
And this ain't no facade or a god-damn corporate image
So you know why I gotta fuckin' win this..?
I don't wanna live with regret or havin' to swallow this

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Now

Now
- by Eyedeas and Abilities

[Intro]
We're here to..
bring the people and the music and the movement all together now
We see through..
repetitive etiquette and the highly unoriginal
We're here to
bring the people and the music and the movement all together now
..They will lose..

[Verse]
Check it out now, check it out now
This is a necessary change from the grim simple and plain
Gonna exercise that brain to break the chain pain is a part of gain
No need to explain
We innovate to generate an intricately interwoven tapestry
of musical and ethical epiphanies
The interest is minimal
Im on an awsome mission with an angel
That can take it all the way to where the sun is
Just like a runner loving running
Tryina turn it into a simple symphony
Simple sentiment adrenaline is coming back
Im in the innercity, where i gotta be a superstar
Id rather be a galaxy
But how you see is so dependent on the medicine the rhetoric
And how at any second you think you could sit on the brink of this
World is all asleep and i have no apologies
I breathe
Keep my sight on what we ride on
Let bygones be bygones
The migraines dont sidetrack
My final destination nothing rivals predetermination
to exterminate the germination
Of a nation that accepts anything thats thrown in its fat face
'Cause when theres nothing left
Theres no more point to the rat race
We dont waste a minute of the day
Don't be offended what im saying
Trying to send it all way to another stage
A creative alternator rated and greater
The crazy maniac mellodies end up all up in your face wait
Success aint only based on self esteem
It takes a sense to differentiate between
Whats yours and someone elses dreams
I felt the screams climbing up my cold spine
Saying nows the time to put in all the energy
To get rid of the enemy... i said it so..

[Outro]
We're here to
bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

We see through
repetitive etiquette and the highly unoriginal

We're here to
bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

They will lose

Cuz music aint good if it got no style

sick of the same old thing

free us and touch what we cant see
twist that knife and watch him bleed
lost inside its way too deep
someone choke me
help me breathe

run from mistakes
right in my face
feels like im running in place

Monday, August 09, 2010

Gamblin' away this

Gamblin'.. Money makin'.. False-hopin'..

The first thing I want to make known is this
The power of the money is no stronger than my fist
And the fact that I've repeatedly cracked my wrist
Gives you a clue you proly didn't make my list
Get the gist, bitch, you just itchin' to get rich quicker
When I be laughin' drunk after I swallow this liquor
I'm a master of the mic, spit faster than you fight
The illest when I write, I'm fightin' for the right
To dominate this cordless mic with a few random lines
Tryin' to rock this stage like it was mine
Cleared the mine before you counted to nine
In time, before you see money for the last time
It ain't worth it, son, that life of a bum
You gon' be thankin' me 'fore the mistake is done
You probably gon' hate me for tryin' to lecture you
Tryin' to cure you because I care about you
This lesson is nothin' new, the intellects are few
And yea fewer are those who be direct to you
That's how I feel, try differentiate the fake from real
I suggest you trust me than try to check the seal
Most counterfeits got certificates they make up
Like poisonous lead in your dangerous make up
It's like investments interventions that you take up
But you still ain't listenin' to my words dude, please wake up
For God's sake, fuck, it's just a topic up in my mind
I've been contemplatin' 'bout leavin' the past behind
But it's temptin' me, attemptin' me, urgin' me to grind
I'm a lost guy, truth in religion I'm tryin' to find
I don't know business so I got a few books to read
They say the secrets in these books are for me to heed
Persistence is essence, wit hope I plant this seed
I don't know what it means but I see the roots bleed..

Sunday, August 08, 2010

Sand in a Glass

These nights get a little colder and I'm gettin' older
Enthusiasm's drained, with heavier pressure on my shoulders
What happened to the dream of being a teacher
The day I realized how much data were being censored
What happened to the 'happily ever after'
The day you decided to pen your feelings in that letter
Wrecked my heart broke inside out, shot thru' like a clout
Leavin' me dehydrated in the season of the drought
So the truth I found out, puttin' things beyond doubt
Retarded, that I used to think I couldn't live without
A girl in my world, got me thinkin' irrational;
Livin' life like one of 'em movies, fictional
Illogical, unattainable, unsustainable
This love life's pathological, but still correctable
I avoid gettin' myself in that situation again
But here I find myself fallin' into that quicksand again
Exhaustin' my final mental capacity limits
Tryin' to adjust and resettle in this place I fit
So I run and I hit, but I slipped on my trailing feet
Back to square one, sucked in, dyin' to the scorching heat..

Monday, August 02, 2010

Asian.. So what.?

Okay this is it, I'm comin' into this game for real
No more 'maybe I will', 'cause I know this time I will
Stick true to the game, showcase my charisma and skill
Amplify my name, MCs on stage ready to be killed
Ready to be filled with rhymes and random punchlines
I been consumin', I'm tryna' make up for lost time
That I been procrastinatin', so here's the bottom line
The dark times are over and I'm here for the sunshine
You probably don't understand me but that's fine wit me
But from now on, take some time out and listen to me
When I be spittin' the truth on a simple sixteen
You be enlightened by what you're about to see
First hand, no gimmicks, just me and my rhymes
Spittin' nonsense over this microphone sometimes
'cause we deserve to have some fun once in a while
Now put your hands up, listen up, and give me a smile

.. ..

Now my identity's probably gonna hold me back
If you gonna talk shit 'bout an Asian, hold it back
In fact, you probably gonna talk 'bout me being stateless
Let's face it, there's millions out there in poverty, homeless
Why you makin' it a big deal the state my country's in
When there's more Mexicans illegally migratin'
FUCK YOU if you ain't know the history behind all these shit
Actin' like you were qualified to POP SHIT..
But you ain't, so know your position and be quiet
And truly, truly hear the words of this Asian poet
Who's mastered this foreign language and he bites back at you
Rememberin' his roots, I'm me and I'll never be you
I'm proud of the fact I'm a hundred percent Asian
Product of the values of Confucian education
That's out of sync. with the American equation
Fuck it, fuck fake rappin' with a fake caucasian accent..

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Don't F***ing Quit

[Verse 1]
I'm overwhelmed by emotions, fuck all these sentimental shit
Like that night I was sitting down at the stairway, quiet minutes
With myself, alone with no-one else, reminiscing the cool shit I've done
But then I realised I ain't got too much of that shit.. Lack of fun
Lack of funds, lack of firepower in my word armoury.. Guns,
Cigarettes, but I'm glad I never started smoking, hallucinatin'
About the sex and the drugs, the power and the mighty thugs
In a way I was blessed, always well-informed 'bout the rags and rugs
Sometimes I gaze upon the stars at night and wonder naively
If I were one of the stars that were destined to shine brightly
Though I may not be the dopest of all lyricists you'll meet
I'm still gonna the productive citizen the society needs
And no i'm not being humble, I know the limits to my strengths
I was never born to do the sciences, or apply the stats in maths
I honestly used to be filled with thoughts of envy, jealousy
Seein' the kids around me, everyone doin' well except me
Disillusioned with life, I did think about givin' it all up
But something in life told me to look on da bright side, chins up
Took a few moments, a few moments too much, reflecting thru' life
Life, life on a whole.. Maybe it wasn't my fault.. This system ain't right..

[Hook]
Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up.. (x2)
(Yea you) don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up..

[Verse 2]
There's two possibilities when a dick doesn't fit a pussy
Or maybe the pussy doesn't fit the dick, obviously, you see
The system's flawed, everybody knows that unequivocally
But curiously nothing's been done to provide the remedy
All the talk 'bout reducing inequity and the income gap
Is like vacuum in a fuckin' bag, a concept you just can't grab
The media keeps tellin' us they implement the welfare
Then again I keep seein' people livin' in absolute despair
And the worse part of it all, you can't talk shit, yea keep your mouth shut
But you don't, and they repeat the same shit, havin' your message cut
Havin' your platform shut, "quiet and chew on your betel nut"
And fuckin' with more controversy in the form of cigarette butts
What the fuck, I only patriot if I serve national service?
Understand the need for equality, but whose interest is this?
Back to the days of monarchy authority hierachy,
You want me to think like a man, but behave like your pet monkey?
You can't have your cake and eat it man.. It's either this or that
You discourage multi-tasking, remember? It's as simple as that
So as I sing in tune and recall the moments I spit and rap
I teach myself to look thru' the loopholes and avoid the trap..

[Hook]
Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up..
(Yea you) don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up.. Don't give up..

[Outro]
People laugh and mock and scorn,yea they talk a lot and give that smirk
Fuckin' Asians, they don't understand the truth in my work..
It's a pity, 'black music' in they eyes, can't tell the truth from they lies
Rappin' in constellation, I'll shine the brightest, yea that'll be nice..