Stand Out (Ft Barack Obama)

Do you make your own decisions?
or do you follow trends?
form your own opinions?
or have you been convinced?

Have you been conditioned
by society, radio, television
deciding on how you living
and how you spend...

the money that youre getting
and you choose your friends
depending on if they fit in
and conformed like the rest

man that aint really living.
we’re trapped in this rapid consumerism
like that is the new religion
that we’re in

And I think you have to see these companies control you
we dressing like the magazines say that we supposed to

have to have the things and possessions
to be seen to get attention
by the people that we supposed to be close to

look at what we got through.
Credit card debt to convince
everybody that we’ve met
that we’re so cool

They put their names on your tags
and that brand on your chest
you can bet, that they think that they own you

Dont follow our own rules
doing what the television tells us.
Yelling what they sell plus
tell us to be selfish

not thinking for yourselves thus
help us to be helpless
so when the month is over
you gonna wonder were your wealth was

how the hell was we put in this hypnosis
now we just consumers for the rulers that provoked us

to work jobs we dont want
to buy shit we dont need
with money we dont have
just to keep up with the Joneses

We’ve lost who we are
admiring goofy stars
and not the people doing jobs

that affecting our society and how our schools evolve
TV is all “House Wives” and rappers with the newest cars

I’m sick of you niggas rapping about how cool you are
all you groupie women and how big they tits and booties are.

It must me nice, but the hood aint living like movies stars
tryna feed our children teach them to keep them heads up to the stars

you aint really getting that cash and flossin
knowing you soft as a batch of “Baskin Robbins”
your ghetto pass wont get you gas in Harlem

How can you rap about Aston Martins
when half of the planet’s inhabitants starving
or living past the margin
of poverty? its too bazaar

you are all straight lying to the kids
providing them with images of what this life aint really is
when in reality, you was just hired to convince
acquiring the chicks
and cars is what life is really meant

I’m tired of this shit
im bout to pass out

scared to have a daughter
when i am witnessing chicks with their ass out

I guess I’m throwing stones at my glass house
if you trying to fit in, you’ll never Stand Out