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Grab the mic, start a revolution,
Let me start this essay by jumping to conclusions,
You love your TV, it fills you with delusions,
You in the game to win but over half of ya’ll are losing,
It’s day to day life that I’m trying to improve,
It’s the simple things that matter, small steps, big moves,
The needle to the record, feel the flow with the groove,
This is soul rebel music, am I playing your tune?
I’ve been paying my dues, while I’m watching ya’ll drop,
Ya’ll been missing the clues, while you’re racing to the top,
Fifteen minutes of fame, change your name for everything,
Then fall off the map, who was that?!
This is soul rebel music, are we playing your tune?
Its J.Smo and J.Gro with one mic, breaking through,
Put the needle to the record feel the BUNKS as we the groove,
Match the rhymes with the music, see the message make you move.
The name’s J.Gro and for duty I’m reporting,
Tired of the lying and the faking and distorting,
The bullshit news and its biased point of views,
Those that try to tell us what to say and what to do,
Fit in the mold and forget paying dues,
You might could be someone if you wear the right shoes,
I’d run myself through if you even had a clue,
You can be the Big Lebowski, I’m just trying to be the dude,
You ain’t got to make a mil to be good at what you do,
Like a kid from the hills, you can’t change your point of view,
White boy with the soul make you feel it in your bones,
Rebel to the core changing music on our own,
Put the needle to the record like the wheat to the stone,
It just takes you higher when you get it homegrown,
We’re playing your song, feel your body start to groove,
Its time to take a stand, see the message, make your move.
Forget the 9 to 5s, I-9s, and 1040s,
Forget the misdemeanor citations, I can’t afford it,
All the pain in the world, I can’t help but absorb it,
Unleash it to the planet, this mission, won’t abort it,
My anti-drug to cable is fluffy and sticky,
All these images are sickly and they flashing aplenty,
Repetition engraved, superstitions enflamed,
While they numb you to the grave, I’m filling with rage,
Filling with rage, as I’m filling this page,
Pour the gas on the fire and I feel the decay,
All the people who say, that they pray for a change,
Day after day seem to lose they way,
But call me Mr. Automatic when it comes to wreaking havoc,
Put pen to the paper and commence to let ‘em have it,
Eight years of paying dues, I refuse to subdue,
When Smo’s got my back there’s no way I’ll lose.
from BUNKS (2013 Tour Compilation),
released July 14, 2013
written by Joshua Smotherman and Joshua Grosch
produced by BUNKS
recorded at One Mic Studios - Murfreesboro, TN