Come Together

[Justin Stone:]
They said I should branch out, here I am
Breaking through the ceiling
Writing this I felt uncomfortable, but crazy, here I am
If money talks, I'd let my wallet talk forever
I guess I'm happy now, honestly I could be better
But I'll talk about it later, I gotta picture to paint
I've got my ego raging, but my feelings just deflate
Everything I'm not is everything that I became
They like to talk me down, I just like to put them in their place
It's a race to the finish, haven't stopped once
This feeling of new heights makes me high without blunts
I'm fly, who are they to tell me that I can't stunt?
'Cause I started in my basement with a hundred dollar mic
Now it's like I go out and they think I'm someone famous
And it's crazy when I hear them say that I am going places
DJ, play that back, somebody tell me that again
I just want you to be proud of every single thing I am

This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together
Say if we all come together

[Abstract:]
When I was young, I used to scheme, I'm breaking in the industry
Tripping up myself, trying to match my idols' chemistry
Suffocating my own energy just to fit the mold
But acting like you Midas don't mean your touch gon' be gold
Some dance in the fire, some thrive in the cold
Some find wisdom in letting go, some through finding the hold
Some find worth in their products, some through consuming what's sold
Either working behind the curtain, the yellow bricks, and the road
Sell a story, sell who we are
This is entertainment, self-made reality stars
Some hide self-interest behind the music
Some hide the music behind their self-interest
Everybody screaming, "Spotlight, I'm more important!"
"He's not worthy, and she don't deserve it"
"His reality don't match mine, he ain't real"
"How could his opinion ever differ from how I feel"
Sarcasm

[Justin Stone & C-Trox:]
This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together (yeah)
Say if we all come together (it's your boy C-Trox)

[C-Trox:]
If we all come together, we can fix what's broke
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout record labels and managers
'Cause they all steal the most
They want me now cause I'm sitting low
Should I be thinking out loud through my music with a deal that's closed?
Focus on progression, I don't need to sign that dotted line
I know that I'm up next, but don't call me up, it's not worth my time
All the offers mean stress, I don't need to impress
But I know that you won't believe me what's been on my mind
It's a world with no image, I don't mean to be rude
But the majority of famous rappers are just good looking dudes
With no talent, no voice, no verses with a story
No passion, no drive to do anything but make money
I hate it, but the fans won't change it, it's no debate
So y'all get left with is average music words every day
I've got the drive to keep going, so listen to what I make
Appeal to all the regular people, I hope that you can relate
Can relate

[Justin Stone:]
This world is coming to the end
Drop a gun, why don't you pick up the pen?
Saying we could come together
Saying we could come together
All you hear is lies on the radio
They won't play real music, but here we go
It could change if we all come together
Say if we all come together