ISSUES

INTRO
expressin’ so many lessons and unchained vocal blessings (Kewal)
words…sound…power…
will I cower at the battle now or hesitate at the final hour

VERSE I
I apologize for all the times I couldn’t be there (IZK)
and even the times I was—well I wasn’t prepared
to say the things that plague my dreams and I woke up with a hang-over
the risk is such a high stake…and I’m not the one to play poker
I’ve stayed sober, but I always seem to slip back into the pattern of
whatever makes me happy most…I hate that I can’t have enough
to fulfill, so I fill my cup til it’s full, still I throw it up
smoke a blunt to calm my nervous systematic erratic actions
I fight to be at peace, but can’t win by this rational
and how can I save my soul and play the role on stage when I’m acting out
I stand around, a lack of smiles with hand-me-downs, and a glass of Crown
so cheers to all the Vietnam Vets without arms to salute with,
having better reason to be drinking rather than my problematic solutions
you’ve been gone for too long…I’ve moved on to a new song
who’s wrong—who’s right, who cares—well I might…
not make it through tonight—despite the despair

PRE-CHORUS
issues restrict you in igloos of time (1st time: Dtox, 2nd: IZK, 3rd: GOAT)
thoughts golden, but frozen, it’s blowin’ my mind
dreams shattered and scattered, don’t matter cause I’m
passed thinkin’, I’m sinkin’, but drinkin’—I’m fine

CHORUS
and I know that you can’t see what I feel
and I know that you won’t wait until I heal
so today…I gotta work towards tomorrow—
gotta let go…gotta let go…

VERSE II
sentimental issues’ll split you right down the center
internal scissors’ll shred you like sheets of paper
fatal—only to be continued, nature licks you up your middle
detrimental kisses stick in you just like a splinter
mental tweezers never pluck clues outta my head
brain-dead from all this B.S. I’m constantly fed,
but I know I’m not alone and I can flow into my zone
hittin’ this bottle full-throttle and I can go until I’m blown, I’ve been told
that I should slow down, but at this point I’ve zoned out—
asleep at the wheel…feelin’ no guilt now
no Coke—all Crown, little sight—no sound
depression’s walls’re cavin’ in—last choice is the ground
I’m divin’ in head 1st into the seas of sorrow
and I’m beggin’ you all—please don’t follow
it’s shallow and Lord knows I’ve drove down wrong roads
evil wants me to hold on, but I gotta let go…man these…

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE III
takin’ shots of Holy Water with the devil’s only daughter (Dtox)
siftin’ Goldschlager flakes to pay my tab, then take a cab
bartender starts to speak of how to weather—I don’t bother
as I try to find the words that she deserves, but I can’t
ordering water on the rocks, they serve me fire—flaming hot
to get me where I’ve gotta go, meanin’ home, but they keep me
cause bein’ pleased is easy when I’m drinkin’—I was thinkin’
of revolutionary thoughts from a brown paper bag
passed out—woke up in the future so how bad do you want it
or is this a pipe-dream flushed down the toilet after last night’s fling
we ain’t some hang-around-the-fort type of Injuns
we some Chiefs—making beats, slicin’ mics, cuttin’ Sweets
while the peace-pipe lifts us up—the issues keep us grounded
slippin’ shout-outs into the sub-conscious—talkin’ over the announcements
I got issues…point-blank—you just a blank…with no point
screamin’ into the Lake of Fire—hopin’ your phrase gets coined

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

OUTRO
and I make this statement… (Kewal)
how far will you go before the hell gets bent
if I can ask the questions…then I can answer them too
and this I say…between me and I
better blow up that me-and-you bullshit
this is a life I could never quit
so you all, we all—eye-n-I
for all those devils…let the fire burn…
…Jah………let the fire burn…