The Lab Rats - Fluid lyrics

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The Lab Rats - Fluid lyrics

[Verse 1]: Let's get down to bra** tacks and rap about the facts of life It's like the whole world is delirious Mysterious isn't it? How we all cheer for weariness Man, I'm serious, it's eerie how weird it is. I'm fearing this It's like the end is near but I pretend it's not Nerves are shot, in an atmosphere drinking beer, smoking pot Just the means to dodge the hang-ups that I got But I refuse to let ‘em slide in the lyrics that I jot I'm caught in a web of surreal materialist Force-fed fear by governments of imperialists The gist of this is not to twist your wrist But get you pissed enough to resist the abyss of mist that exists Between our eyes and our minds Cuz a zodiac sign can only lead the blind Only the blind can be defined by Calvin Kline designs Man kind is intertwined with chat lines Combat these bad times with phat rhymes [Hook]: Life's like fluid, flow right through it man Take what you get, get what you put into it and Life's like fluid, flow right through it man Take what you get, get what you put into it [Verse 2] You know what man? Maybe this song's wrong Maybe the strong only survive within the confines of corporate goldmines Maybe the divine lies within wearing a tie Following the guidelines and getting dollar signs in your eyes Maybe it's about being corrupt, blowing yourself up Taking thirty people with you like you don't give a f** Life's a hard pill to swallow when you wallow in your sarrows Hollow, like the bottom of liquor bottles when you're blotto Hollow, like the popular models we try to follow Hollow, like putting off plans for tomorrow But tomorrow never knows, yesterday is history It gets to me when all that I can Scope is f**ing Listerine Persistency seems to come to me without consistency Resisting the rhyme and reason of existence. Be All that I can be without enlisting in the infantry I'd rather shoot the gift, light it up, like a Christmas tree [Hook] [Verse 3] While I'm waiting for my day to come, numb from the opium Equilibrium's f**ed up from drinking rum In a slump, dumbing myself down to make a buck What the f**, it's like slumming for crumbs, 'bout to erupt When I bust this sh**, you know that I must admit I'm gonna cuss and spit, until you just submit As in the rush I get, when I flash that royal flush in your face And get ill when I spray these lyrics like mace Vanish up in the air without a trace Like damn, who was that kid? He just fell from grace I'm bound to be a mental case if I don't get my cards in place I got the jack, the ten, the king, the queen, now all I need's the ace I try to keep the pace with this rat race across the nation Time's a-wasting, way too patient In the way I tend to face realization Everyday it's like vacation, steady spacing In a way I'm way too patient when I hit my destination cuz [Hook]