"El Mundo" lyrics
"Things fall apart, especially all the neat order of rules and laws. The way we look at the world is the way we really are. Climb to a higher plateau and you'll see plunder and murder. Truth and beauty are in the eye of the beholder. I stopped trying to figure everything out a long time ago"
The world...
The world...
(It's your world-world-world)
The world...
(It's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's yours)
The world...
(World, it's your-your-your world)
Seventy percent water, thirty percent land
Fifty-two percent woman, forty-eight percent man
It's a given, it's humble, it's ego-driven
It's a mother hustler, it's a troubled ecosystem
Ayo, it's heavy, it's weightless, it's deadly and it hates us
[?] suffocated by the [?] tryna make it pay us it's own
Six-and-a-half billion human inhabitants
Usually ravenous, consuming everything this planet is
Something I try to say before it hibernates
It's wide awake while you hide in cyberspace
It's the yin, it's the yang, it's grateful and it's bratty
It's a big, it's a bang, it's tasteful and it's tacky
It's madly in love, it's more than a clever poem
It's all of the above, plus all I've ever known
It's the victories that have rewritten history
But two thirds can't read it 'cause they lack the literacy
The world...
(It's your world-world, your, yours)
The world...
(It's your, yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your-your-your world)
Has the world begun to rise?
Has the world begun to rise?
If I have to sum it all up, it's the sum of all parts
It's the love that pumps through some of your hearts
It's a cold place, promise by the time that I'm done
I'ma donate something that can brighten it up
Live from the third rock as it shifts and it rotates
We know better, but there's things that we won't change
There's no way we're givin' up our cars or our tellies
While the other half starves, no carbs for their bellies, I
Guess we shoulda listened to a chief in his teepee
Who said what we need is the shade from the trees' leaves
But we've endangered the species
And in the future, I can't blame peeps if they see me
As a murderer, they'll pro'bly be cursin' us
For pollution the air with all this shit that we're burning up
Times are turbulent, that's why I'm tryna make a change
'Fore this whole place fades to grey, that's what I'm saying, it's the world
The world...
(It's your world-world, your, yours)
The world...
(It's your, yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your-your-your world)
Has the world begun to rise?...
Has the world...
The world...
The world...
(It's your world-world-world)
The world...
(It's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's yours)
The world...
(World, it's your-your-your world)
Seventy percent water, thirty percent land
Fifty-two percent woman, forty-eight percent man
It's a given, it's humble, it's ego-driven
It's a mother hustler, it's a troubled ecosystem
Ayo, it's heavy, it's weightless, it's deadly and it hates us
[?] suffocated by the [?] tryna make it pay us it's own
Six-and-a-half billion human inhabitants
Usually ravenous, consuming everything this planet is
Something I try to say before it hibernates
It's wide awake while you hide in cyberspace
It's the yin, it's the yang, it's grateful and it's bratty
It's a big, it's a bang, it's tasteful and it's tacky
It's madly in love, it's more than a clever poem
It's all of the above, plus all I've ever known
It's the victories that have rewritten history
But two thirds can't read it 'cause they lack the literacy
The world...
(It's your world-world, your, yours)
The world...
(It's your, yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your-your-your world)
Has the world begun to rise?
Has the world begun to rise?
If I have to sum it all up, it's the sum of all parts
It's the love that pumps through some of your hearts
It's a cold place, promise by the time that I'm done
I'ma donate something that can brighten it up
Live from the third rock as it shifts and it rotates
We know better, but there's things that we won't change
There's no way we're givin' up our cars or our tellies
While the other half starves, no carbs for their bellies, I
Guess we shoulda listened to a chief in his teepee
Who said what we need is the shade from the trees' leaves
But we've endangered the species
And in the future, I can't blame peeps if they see me
As a murderer, they'll pro'bly be cursin' us
For pollution the air with all this shit that we're burning up
Times are turbulent, that's why I'm tryna make a change
'Fore this whole place fades to grey, that's what I'm saying, it's the world
The world...
(It's your world-world, your, yours)
The world...
(It's your, yours)
The world...
(It's your world, it's your-yours)
The world...
(It's your-your-your world)
Has the world begun to rise?...
Has the world...
