Why Do We Do What They Say

lyrics by Mark A. Nash

Chorus

Why do we do what they say

Verse 1

Black bourgeoisie, still trying to figure out

    what it is that's killing me

Maybe it's this thing we call poverty

    trying to survive in a corrupt society

Doing everything I can to opportune opportunity

But still it seems these opportunities escape me

Now I guess whatever happens, happens and that's

    how it should be

Doing everything I can to pull myself out of poverty

Verse 2

I'm borderline paranoid schizophrenic,

    but I'm in it to win it

    Sorta like Boss Hog and Ennis

41 days under the ocean I dwell,

    Sorta like a jail cell

asking God where did I fail

but I lived to tell a tale

The world is crazy, I'm seeking peace as a need

overwhelming stress causes me to get nose bleeds

body aches and pain

I write a rhyme takes the stress off the brain

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In a cold world, I'm trying hard to maintain

Verse 3

This atmosphere can not contain the levels I'm on

I reminisce on Wilson Red walking 'cross the ozone

Nike Flights Earthquake shatter dreams of terror

with horror I reminisce

    But do you remember

Or can you see what I see

A shadow of the past

But up comes the days of glory

I got this ill feeling

That people are not listening

The lyrics through this mic and my heart that's what I'm giving

Pause the beat so I can speak

Acappella verse entice the voice so of course

Lock down the temple

Create  rhymes simple

While booty rappers get a kiss

Now keep it simple stupid

Mark Nash with the beat go ahead and loop it

Verse 4

I close my eyes

    Visualize nothing but vibing

I'm striving

    trying hard to stay alive

The game is dirty

    Y'all heard me

No need to serve me, but urge me

I'm a soulful akin to Birdie

young, gifted, and black but unfortunately buried early

I'm left to continue the saga

overwhelmed with paranoia

I don't really like to acknowledge problems

    without suggesting solutions

cause in essence, there are none

or at least any that could please everyone

Some may suggest to me to take the gun

    to my head and leave me brain dead

But I've been suicidal, been there done that

some may even suggest crack

    so I can go to jail forever

while my counterpart does powdered cocaine and

    gets a pat on his back

Welcome to America

Verse 5

I guess it seems that since I am a pessimist

    that I would be first to talk sh*t

Looking at this world observing all the things that keep

    me pissed

But Please let not your heart

    be troubled with this feeble flow

Who died and made you God

    as if you didn't know

I have died so you may live

    and two seconds before I cuss

I'm here just to let you know that

    all we got is us

    all we got is us

Verse 6

I confess that I too have become obsessed

    with money, power, fame, and great sex

Each with its own level of stress

Trying to strike the balance between the material universe

    and the spiritual universe

Almost viewing capitalism as a spiritual curse

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The constant struggle between the haves and the have nots

In essence, Why Do We Do What They Say

relates to physical death is inevitable

which means you can spend your time being

passionate about life or you can wait around

to die

My passion is music

Why Do We Do What They Say

This song can be found on the "Energy" album. Visit www.marknash.netfirms.com for more details.