The Lab Rats - Soul Gravity lyrics

[Verse 1] Man my life's like an opera, chocked full of drama I try to set it straight, try to calibrate my karma Pacing figure eights in my basement Mediocre motivation stemming from a lack of stimulation Bad vibrations got my foundation shaking Like a hypochondriac with an overactive imagination I'm overtaken by the dark side of the force Waiting for this spell of depression to run it's course Explaining to my son how come he only sees me part of the week Has never been easy cause see he's starting to speak Often repeats what he hears, it's awfully sweet But he just doesn't get it that daddy's gotta hit the road Shows never ending, it's such a struggle just to juggle jobs And pretend that you're never gonna buckle never gonna bend You've never seen a man hustle with a pad and a pen You gotta hope [For what] for a better tomorrow Cope with the things that you deal with today You gotta hope [For what] for a better tomorrow Cope with the things that you deal with today [Chorus] When the right hand going to know what the left one does? Cause sometimes these rhymes are so confused And when the left hand gonna know what the right one holds? Times are tragedy, rhymes that slow gravity [Verse 2] I spent my last four dollars on a pack of cigarettes And people wonder why I'm acting so depressed It's cool to take the pressure, I'm practically the best At making pennies stretch until I cash another check Sometimes you're so alone it's only seems to make sense You're lonely when the worlds got your back to the fence You're nervous, intense, a symptom [?] You spent up the rent for the heat coming out of your vent I just [?] at the pawn shop or grocery Hopefully a stroke of good luck is getting close to me A day in the life of an unsigned dope MC I'm feeling comatose, is this the way it's supposed to be Offending my friends for lending me 20s and 10s When they dwindle their pennies on plenty of Guinness How many minutes would it take for me to get to the bottom of a bottle? I've got problems, I'm not trying to solve em Watch the wealthy flourish while my offsprings coughing Got no health insurance yo their ain't nobody offering I'm scoffing every time I see a Range Rover This jingling change explains all these hang overs [Chorus] [Verse 3] Making music in irrational fashions my only pa**ion Tired of distraction, it's time for satisfaction To be the main attraction [?] Is just a fraction of all I ever wanted to be is prime for some action This sticky situation is relating my mind, body, and spirit to anonymous corporations Embracing an occupation that paves the way in How I look, got my image out of a book Tick tock, you don't stop punching the clock I'm chocked full of ideas on a stumbling block I'm locked down in this job, yo I think it's a crock of sh** Maybe we should buy a one hit wonder kit? Maybe I oughta be buying lottery tickets Picking numbers and scratching cards with my guitar pick I'm sick of this sh**, everything's been done instead You should stop and think about all the sh** you've been fed You gotta hope [For what] for a better tomorrow Cope with the things that you deal with today You gotta hope [For what] for a better tomorrow Cope with the things that you deal with today [Chorus]