L.A. Symphony - Ghana Homeage

Am I living a lie?
These people say "get what you deserve"
Somebody on the other end flipping me the bird
This will be the fourth time, maybe it's the third
I'm looking for a job, no sign to record words
I hate doing shows, makes me feel like a nerd
These fools getting happy, got a call from
What that mean it's been some months I haven't heard
Anything concrete opposite of a verb
We stay still on the? like we don't have the nerve
Go against common sense taking steps backwards
Away from this we fought so hard to get
Owing everybody money, who's decision is this?
By the time we split ten dollars, don't get fifty cents
And it don't make sense.
We depressed and tense, and can't fix
The action of the consequence
Enduring hard times in the L.A. Symph
My niggas stuck like a stick in ice
Frustrated like I lost the rent money playing with
Trick dice
You see, I once had a dream, and now there's none
The Source made me smile, now I feel dumb
I feel old and young, inadequate and numb
My fear's oppertunities not for some
Maybe my minds not in tune with the moon and the sun
I need a serious solution cause this here ain't fun

The fools in the crew ain't close no more
Niggas in the cliche ain't as tight as they use to be
Things done changed, or maybe it's just me
Blame it on the rain, or the music industry
The fools in the crew ain't close no more
Niggas in my cliche ain't as tight as we use to be
Blame it o nthe rain, or the way that it must be