Lauryn Hill - Neurotic Society Lyrics
[Verse 1:]We’re living in a joke time, metaphorical coke timeCommerce and guru men, run the whole world man…old world brutalityCold world kills softly, whole world runs savagelyReading into prior things, program TV screensQuick scam and drag queens, real likely to blast fiendsThink twice and past dreams, crime if you ask cleanQuick fast, the poison has entered the blood streamPsychological master, consequences of tragedyMythological characters, men and women is parodySuperficial vanity, borderline insanityOut of order humanity, crime committed so passivelyDesperados and casualties, corporations want batteriesExplanations of strategies, domination and mastery…bankrupt, grown people so corruptLight swords and yellow men… popularityCulture so independent, vultures scavenge realityPast feeling depravity to kings social cavityPrey on human ignorance, popular immoralitySympathy disease head, population misledSelf indulgent past dead, absence of the God headPimps, pushers and…Nepotism, no artistery…and privacyDesperation, dishonestyPhysicist is your policy, more money, less equalityInflated global ego, imitating realityFuel cycle pharaoh, poisonous poison arrowsHypocritics on salary, idle hands that was agencyPredisposed to complacency, jealousy, audacityContagious social gluttony, stages of mass belignencyEffort to make conception, generation in atrophyGlam life in debt, scam life in editorsByproducts of neglect children hiding from creditersAbsence of self respect, fully scared of competitorsLifestyle of luxury at someone’s expenseSensitive children, used up and sacrificedBlind to the consequence, smoked up on dope pipesEcstasy, fast life, recklessly past lifeNarcotics and cash fight, just neurotic societyBenefactors turned actors, addictions triple captorsExperience manufactures just neurotic toxic society[Verse 2:]It’s like post-war, they looking for the commenters or who the marxs isTen thousand pictures on Facebook, it’s like the pot callin’ the kettle narcissistCome on really, sayin’ it’s the devil, but you’re the chief arsonistHypocrites can’t even see their own part in itNo reflection, vampire paradigmNo introspection, break downThree months before pure obsession, picture can’t take downChildren, this a shake down, they just lookin’ for a sacrificeThey been doin’ this since before Bobby Darin sang Mack the KnifeBefore James Dean’s car did a jack knife…because they lack life or lack gutsNever confuse the head with the buttOpinions are like *****s and most of ‘em stinkI was told by a woman, so rethink, don’t ever let them ever lead you to drinkLeave you to doubt, lead you to fallGet up, stand us, pass Lucifer outShake it up baby, watch them twist it and shoutInsecure *****s lookin’ for a ticketTo ride on somebody like the picket, it’s *****in’ wicked, shame on ‘emThis neurotic toxic society[Verse 3:]Sick cycle psychology in desperate need of psychiatryExorcism, sobriety, forcin’ social lobotomiesPeople stuck in dichotomies, pseudo-sicko anxietiesSerial criminals dressed in varietySocial transvestisms, subliminal dressed up as pietyTransforms projections like Cartesian imagesRobbing innocence, stealing inheritanceQuiet victims with no defense portrayed over dollars and centsMaladjusted ignorant malediction and dissonanceToo much addiction, no consciousnessDon’t trust it, this cosmology is bustedBroken returns to the dusted, stems of corruptionOppression, deceit, abuse and repeatThey don’t feel complete unless they’re robbin’ the sheepMan is not a product if you call it that then stop itIn this neurotic godless society
