Shamman Hippy - 3% Con$cience [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[HOOK: Shamman Hippy & GIO]
Meditate and open up the conscience, elevate the state of your mind
Know who you are in this world and stop wasting your muthafuckin’ time
Meditate and open up the conscience, (WAKE UP) elevate the state of your mind (WAKE UP)
Know who you are in this world (WAKE UP) and stop wasting your muthafuckin’ time (WAKE UP)
Meditate and open up the conscience, elevate the state of your mind
Know who you are in this world and stop wasting your muthafuckin’ time
Meditate and open up the conscience, elevate the state of your mind (WAKE UP)
Know who you are in this world and stop wasting your muthafuckin’ time (WAKE UP)


[VERSE 1: Shamman Hippy]
3rd eye itching to open, but technology keeps it closed
Cus I'm trying be the one that's chosen but this life is just so wrong
Cus it keeps my mind so active when it should be passive, 7 chakras closed
Cus of high school classes, blocking my conscience with they topics, SO
I'm dropping acid melts through plastic
Through my rapping to my classmates call it class sicks
And nobody gonna fucking stop me
Spreading knowledge, and the peace
Cus I'm holding the energy
Through my pencil and my sheet
Black sheep
In the muthafuckkin’ lobby to hell, I'm trying to elevate
Taking no L's cus I only meditate
Trying kill my ego, wake up people, save the people but we're all evil.... damn...
Wake up, in God we trust
In the muthafukkin' dollar bill, love not lust
Stop with the cash, the cars and the clothes, Weed and joints
If that's all your looking for then there's no point
Know who you are, know who you are, know who you are
Cus the end ain't far, cus the end ain't far, cus the end ain't far
KNOW WHO YOU ARE, KNOW WHO YOU ARE, KNOW WHO YOU ARE
CUS THE END AINT FAR, CUS THE END AINT FAR, CUS THE END AINT FAR

[Hook: Shamman Hippy & GIO]


[VERSE 2: GIO]
Let my mind take off from the nasa, traveling faster than a pastor
On Sunday in a Hyundai, coming down a runway
From hell, and bail all the sinners caught in clientele
That means I'm skyrocketing, finding peace as I say fuck your policy
Caught in the lust of finer things, shine bright just like a diamond ring
Glorify this childish scene while defying gravity
But I'm still trapped in a four wall room
Gotta spark up on the internet like a cigarette before I bloom
The age of information is what I assume
This generation is all about
Yeah we got computers but we lack commuters
The only time we brothers and sisters is sharing the Buddha or invade our livers
And spreading ignorance is the best way of fitness
Uhh stressing our opinions
We get on our iPhone and mind our own business
We block family, but they are a witness
Don't pass it to me, because I am menace
A product of the system who follows religion
Blindly but slightly got a vision of my own, oh yeah I forgot I'm a fucking CLONE
Just another episode of a daily life, no envelope allowed in my mind
In other words I'm stubborn as fuck, and I'm not educated cause I'm southern as fuck
Step outta my box we're misgoverned as fuck
Just open your conscience, cause all these false prophets
Make humans the market as we're up for auction
And cop gold watches to keep up with time
But it's all an illusion and we're all fucking losing

[Hook: Shamman Hippy & GIO]