Spider Web

Verse 1:

The media misleading fantasy
Can bring tragedy when reality comes crashing down
No more family wit caps and gowns
Just that rapid sound
As the traffic pounds
Thru the plastic town and false hoods
Can you hear me now (yea)…well that’s good
As I’m speaking loud over the shouts of cell-phones
That’s attached to your dome like Velcro
Some cats join wit it like an Umbilical cord
Trying to fill in a void that’s been destroyed
When really the lord should be the one you call upon
Instead we let the gadgets spawn
Technology our magic wand
Now the passions on
And those that have none hold guns and will respond
But who’s the victim when the system did you wrong (wrong)
If you listen to the song I’m not promoting violence
I’m only saying that the human race
Is laying in a spider-web
Called advertisement

Hook with my sister Keashia:

Don’t get caught (get caught) in the spider web of Life

CAUGHT UP TANGLED IN A SPIDERWEB
ONE DEADLY VENOM DEATH

Verse 2:

The puppet masters corrupt us faster another disaster
For the masses when broadcasters become scandalous
In this business
Being controlled by a higher hand like a ventriloquist
Placing images
Deceiving us – leading us to the next millennium
More greedy-ah stampeding-the-malls
With open palms and distorted thoughts
Were more lost wit the products bought
It’s not your fault ya caught by the false art
Drop your remote control….and turn the TV off
That’s ah start now proceed to free yo heart
If we were smart we could avoid the web they spin
But were not and we all play our part falling for the next trend
Like robotic-cave-man in the dark pacen
New-age-slaven to the mainstream
My generation teams on a crusade with the same-dream
To get paid-green-cash-cream
And buy more things we don’t need
While celebrities in they mansions catching nose-bleed
Hiding behind the latest fashion feeling lonely
While we collect Sony and promote other logos
Getting materials to feel more – whole
But even rich individuals are still poor without the lord
2004 we in big trouble for real yo
Cause this the type of sin that people kill for
As models tattoo they souls onto billboards
Now lust envy plus greed will grow
Bringing cold chills wit more thrills abusing us
So ill surrounded by tongue tied influences
Being force-fed – illusions of so called success
Yet all these possession become useless
And cause stress
Objects own us as we quickly get addicted
We know its wicket but the impulse revisit
Coasting new exhibits
Your suppose to finish life wit ah developed spirit
Not with fancy cloths we got it twisted


Hook with my sister Keashia:

Don’t get caught (get caught) in the spider web of Life

CAUGHT UP TANGLED IN A SPIDERWEB
ONE DEADLY VENOM DEATH