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Melancholy Sky (feat. Melo Tripp & Maintain)

from Shop Local by Moore

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lyrics

(Moore) Chorus:
Fruits and vegetables have been replaced with foods with next to no
nutritional value. They sell you lies and tell you yes is no.
It's unacceptable, we accept it though.
All we are is flesh and bone unless the soul is nourished.
Life is stressful so we find our vices, learn to like em, kill our dreams,
neglect our hope.
Drugs became the norm. We sleep with people we pretend to know.
People are expendable unless they are dependable.
Man can have a dream it takes a team to make amendments though.

(Moore) Verse 1:
We put our presidents on pedestals. but they don't let us know the truth in their agendas and don't help us out with medical.
Cops killing innocent people want us to let it go.
Treat our women like they're ass, tits, legs, head and throat.
We think what we're fed is dope, but there's music better though.
Because you haven't heard it doesn't mean it isn't credible,
some of it's incredible.
Our food is hardly edible.
Salt became poison when they took out all the minerals.
The world is so distorted now cause everything is digital.
Everything is everything so nothing is original.
Even when the sun is out it seems the world is frigid cold.
Simple-minded people play the sheep and try to pigeon-hole.
People kill each other, even mothers, for a little gold. It's pitiful;
giving up their souls for the physical. The time we're in is critical.
The role you play is pivotal. The writing's etched in stone upon the walls
but it's illegible.

(Moore) Chorus

(Melo Tripp) Verse 2:
Every time we link you' make me think "Bro, I need that".
Amo, I mean that. We click like a granny's knee caps.
And I admit the ignorance that I live in is bliss, but my eyes are open now,
I'm committed to lift a fist. Too many people at risk, classism is on the rise.
The government is a lie and the presidents in disguise.
No drinking water in Flint, to higher ups it doesn't mean much.
Swept under the rug like a mess they ain't wanna clean up.
That's exactly what it is, no passion for the kids.
Something they don't get is they're treated different cause they ain't rich.
I'm not a private eye, no Illuminati in my rhymes, but I see where we are headin', it's just a matter of time.
I ain't over Trayvon, Dylan Noble or Mr. Castile.
Justice for the family is just too much of a hassle.
A child looks at her mother like "how could a judge allow that"?
Don't raise a hand in class, he's scared it'll get him shot at.

(Moore) Chorus

(Maintain) Verse 3:
More lies, more illusion. More illusion, more confusion.
More confusion the more we're losing control.
The more we're losing control, the more were snoozin',
keep us in a deep sleep, knocked out and drooling.
Why even think?
Who cares what you eat?
Who cares what you drink when the plan's to keep you mentally weak?
They don't want you to think deep, man, they want you distracted.
It's strategically crafted exactly how they planned it.
They sell you bullshit 'cause they know you're attractive and hey,
at least your hat and jacket and sunglasses is matchin'.
When I was young, I wanted to be Michael Jackson,
not knowing that he was just a puppet that adapted.
Now that I'm grown here's the question that I'm askin':
Are we gonna look the truth in the eyes or continue to look past it?
And pretend we don't see it, and just get caught up in traffic and just keep acting like this shit I'm sayin' ain't really happenin'.

(Moore) Chorus

credits

from Shop Local, released May 25, 2017
“Melancholy Sky”
Lyrics by A. Moore, B. Hahs, D. Washington
Guest vocals from Maintain and Melo Tripp
Music by A. Dyson
Artwork by Michael “Mad Mike” Cornelius
Mixed and mastered by A. Kasz

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Moore Elgin, Illinois

Moore is an emcee, producer and multimedia artist from the NW Chicago suburbs -Elgin, IL.
His mission as an artist is to create innovative music that stands out in the Hip Hop scene and beyond. Moore blends elements of modern and golden age Hip Hop with his background in Rock, Electronic and Jazz music to create a sound that is both nostalgic and undeniably fresh. ... more

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