Influences
Music by BredCrumbs / Lyrics by Paco "Grillo" Pino
V I:
Where did it go?
Feeling like our music is losing its soul
Yeah yeah if you don’t know
Listen to what’s playin on your radio
(Can you feel it?)
No I don’t
It sounds like a constructed reproduction of clones
(Can you feel me?)
I pray you do
And we gon keep bringing that music that’s true
Chorus: 2x
Where did our influences go?
We’re trading freedom for greed and dough
Abandoned freedom just to feed control
That’s why our music has lost its soul.
(The music has lost its soul) 4 x
Verse II
Where is the heart?
Surrendering the fight
To sacrifice the art
Yeah, your spirit’s been bought
Locked in the pockets of the people up top
(Can you feel it?)
Well if you can’t!
These are my words this is what I think
And I thank God for the strength
To speak my mind while them others are blank (yeah, yeah!)
Chorus II
V III
Money is a drag and it’s draggin the social image of my people to the bank
Ask me who to blame corporate America’s to thank
Exploiting the minority market 'till it’s sitting on the brink
The brink of extension 'till we really need a drink
So we drink and drugged ‘till the pain is frozen numb
But when the ice melts and the pain gets hotter than
Miami in July then the dope will call again, screaming and hollering
And guess who’s gunna be there to feed the flame
A man with you same tone and some street acclaim
We’re killin’ out our own kind got ourselves to blame
A genocide sponsored by Mr. American man (I’m sayin’)
It’s a lethal dumbing down of the people
Flash a little money and look and laugh at what he’d do
What you don’t understand there is kids with their ears and the eyes tuned (I tuned)
Into what you’re doin
And leading life to be like you
Dopin’ their own polluting people just like you
Sold their whole soul for the paper just to be like
Who, you fool, their making more money of him then they’ll ever need to spend
While he sits and just pretends
So listen children, be prepared to question
Everything you hear without exception
Aggress oppression of creative minds
Creative kids with their thoughts way ahead of their times. (Ah!)
(The music has lost its soul) 4 x