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Perfect World Video (MV)




Performed By: Philocypha
Language: English
Length: 4:33
Written by: jessie mcqueen




Philocypha - Perfect World Lyrics




Are we really independent?
Why do we give our leaders so much reverence?
Am I a bastard or a blessing?
People desperate, it's depressing
Pay the bills, go to work, like a real man
And we still paying vat, y'all for real man
Everybody hustling, that's the real man
I'm just a real man, keeping it real man
I had a strange dream about the motherland
Fell asleep at home woke up in a strange land
Wearing slave bands treated like a caveman
By the white man, with a new plan
Remove the chains, make him a new man
Revolution, treat him like a human
New slaves pimped by their own hue man
This illusion world like Truman
A.K.A. The Bahamaland (March on Bahamaland)
Common sense ain't common, you confusing me
Jail him for a joint and let the murderer free?

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world

And still I see no changes
All I see is strangers, anger
The love of money greater than the man in the manger
Major storms, yo we've been forewarned
Or do we need verse two from the book of Matthew
Hey let me ask you when you was growing up
Natural resources, we didn't have one
Calcium, lithium, aragonite and salt
Being shipped by default, still no money in the vault
So I gatta get involved, gatta ask the big cats
1 billion dollars off vat, where the money at?
Jesus said to serve, yea I know the word
But we work for 80 years just to get what we deserve
This vat is a disaster, nothing we say matters
Government taskmasters, Lord we need a rapture
Unemployment on the rise, all eyes can't see
There's no transparency so we play fantasy
Shed so many tears, 1,000 murders in ten years
Every month lose a daughter or a son
Praying for better days but it's getting worse
It's ya main man Philly, one man one verse

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world

So they labeled us Generation X
Didn't know we'd make more sense than the generation next
New millennials, feeling perennial
Entitlement skills with a license to kill
See how the world mark the manner of your bearing?
Nah, you more concerned about the clothes that your wearing
Killing each other over hoes that you sharing
Too many kids growing up single parent
Too many wrongs but you want us live right
If the child is the man's why do women have all rights?
Man, according to the law I free
Go 'head, put me in court and hold on this slow fifty
Now she by the courts every other week
Five kids times fifty, J-O-B
Kids on welfare but you stay on fleek
Crying for you good son but you raised him street
Political pythons with a poisonous squeeze
On the land, resources and minds in the country
Don't wanna haarp on these stormy times
We beyond depressions, living category 5

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world
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Are we really independent?
Why do we give our leaders so much reverence?
Am I a bastard or a blessing?
People desperate, it's depressing
Pay the bills, go to work, like a real man
And we still paying vat, y'all for real man
Everybody hustling, that's the real man
I'm just a real man, keeping it real man
I had a strange dream about the motherland
Fell asleep at home woke up in a strange land
Wearing slave bands treated like a caveman
By the white man, with a new plan
Remove the chains, make him a new man
Revolution, treat him like a human
New slaves pimped by their own hue man
This illusion world like Truman
A.K.A. The Bahamaland (March on Bahamaland)
Common sense ain't common, you confusing me
Jail him for a joint and let the murderer free?

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world

And still I see no changes
All I see is strangers, anger
The love of money greater than the man in the manger
Major storms, yo we've been forewarned
Or do we need verse two from the book of Matthew
Hey let me ask you when you was growing up
Natural resources, we didn't have one
Calcium, lithium, aragonite and salt
Being shipped by default, still no money in the vault
So I gatta get involved, gatta ask the big cats
1 billion dollars off vat, where the money at?
Jesus said to serve, yea I know the word
But we work for 80 years just to get what we deserve
This vat is a disaster, nothing we say matters
Government taskmasters, Lord we need a rapture
Unemployment on the rise, all eyes can't see
There's no transparency so we play fantasy
Shed so many tears, 1,000 murders in ten years
Every month lose a daughter or a son
Praying for better days but it's getting worse
It's ya main man Philly, one man one verse

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world

So they labeled us Generation X
Didn't know we'd make more sense than the generation next
New millennials, feeling perennial
Entitlement skills with a license to kill
See how the world mark the manner of your bearing?
Nah, you more concerned about the clothes that your wearing
Killing each other over hoes that you sharing
Too many kids growing up single parent
Too many wrongs but you want us live right
If the child is the man's why do women have all rights?
Man, according to the law I free
Go 'head, put me in court and hold on this slow fifty
Now she by the courts every other week
Five kids times fifty, J-O-B
Kids on welfare but you stay on fleek
Crying for you good son but you raised him street
Political pythons with a poisonous squeeze
On the land, resources and minds in the country
Don't wanna haarp on these stormy times
We beyond depressions, living category 5

The perfect picture of perfection Made in His image with distorted reflections
Take the negatives and make a positive
Exposed to a heavenly light, a new life, the perfect world
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: jessie mcqueen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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