The Way It Is - Sapient

There’s a place that I get

When I’m raising my fist

Like I punch a hole in the sky to see if angels exist

I feel like I’m dying, is that the wages of sin?

We’re all dying, maybe it’s just the way that it is

Aye

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Wake up and proceed with day to day

Part of the growth, seeds

Go be a go-getter for groceries

Don’t settle for no lesser, that’s lowly

Go seek civilian gold treasure, but no pressure

This slow leak makes me hollow and float

Better and this bottles a soul

Captured and swallow the whole thing

But enough with them pulse feeds

My skull’s texture is already so weathered

It’s peeling back and exposing

Grey-ish brain tissue, lacking full spectrum

But I have to re-enforce it so the dragons don’t enter

At full-speed, homie

My spinal chord’s bulky

And it shows better when my throat’s severed

And showing old levers

They used to pull strings, controlling

The woolly mammoth that gets it cracking in my dome piece

Once I slow the momentum, I feel the jones let up

And let it approach me through the smoke screen

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

There’s a place that I get

When I’m raising my fist

Like I punch a hole in the sky to see if angels exist

I feel like I’m dying, is that the wages of sin?

We’re all dying, maybe it’s just the way that it is

There’s a place that I get

When I’m raising my fist

Like I punch a hole in the sky to see if angels exist

I feel like I’m dying, is it the wages of sin?

We’re all dying, maybe it’s just the way that it is

Bitch

I’m never stuck between a rock and a hard place

I’m stuck between a rock album and my DBSR face

I partake in the building of this colony, so arcane

But I walk the streets with peeps that aren’t sane

Wallowing in fine art, tainted, risking all of me

Me and my crew aren’t famous, but that’s a novelty

Eventually we all will be dead

So no time for stargazing

When it’s hard paying all of these debts

Get it

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (right)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty it’s your death day

And that’s the way it is, get it get it (left)

And that’s the way it is

Go shorty, go