Quincy Davis - What's Going On feat. John Trudell (Official Video)

Artist Links: Website: https://www.quincydavismusic.com/ Instagram:   / quincydavismusic   Facebook:   / quincydavismusic   Soundcloud:   / quincydavismusic   Soul Minor: Permission to Shine available now: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7LoQe... Apple Music:   / quincy-davis   Bandcamp: https://quincydavis.bandcamp.com/ Directed, written and performed by Quincy Davis Cinematography by Quincy Davis and Renee Lopez: http://misslopezmedia.com Lyrics: At times the situation's heavy on my heart, still I rise Articulate my vision while you feel the vibes In this manipulation game it seems I'm ill-advised From killin' lies, and finally realize it's real lives... That bleed, but do we feel their cries? While dreams, televised, sell us lies, and kill what's real inside To breed systematic soldiers sprayin' rounds wit no precision Motivation mo'-division, globalism, no religion It seems unspoken, television culture vision Protecting broken dreams like codes in prison Select an vote elections, but won't connect the dots Self-deception, like followers of pro-wrestle plots Complain, you best stop, when this game of chess locked They think they next to God, police-state check the blocks Invest your stocks, dollars drop, then commence the cops Real revolutionaries know the struggle never stop Hypnotized by the shadow play in front of your eyes The systematic programing, one with the hive Energy, predatorial, abduction of minds The seduction of the matrix, put trust in the lies Of these elitists, mass manipulators lead the people I see the codes like Neo, hungry ghost, feed the ego And live lost, forget to realize what the real is Rick Ross used to be a prison guard... and he still is And to the killas' and the hundred-dolla'-billas' Who ain't got no feelins'... We recognize what the deal is You swallowing that blue pill an following masons Feeding-in to the new form of colonization For some bread and a place up in the matrix Think you got it all figured out, cuz there, nothin' is sacred I don't respect you cuz I don't respect the system I got visions of freedom cuz I won't accept the prison © Quincy Davis