It's REALITY it's EVERYTHING but me.

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be clean, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
The way your giving knowledge slow and throwing in subtle hints
It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my
dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana
It's emberassment, displacement, It's where I wander
It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos
It's game shows,cheap liquor,blunts, and bumper stickers with
rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the f**king mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, the date rap pill (?)
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods and crips, five and six,
It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's
porno
flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's mentholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, f**k it , it's everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
It's in the air, in the water, it's in the meat

It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, and incomplete
It's on the street, every city and everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false
lessons
It's cops, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running #
It's wondering if you get to eat
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speek long, It's my hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loosing the retribution(?), it's mental pollution, and
public
execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop and leave you stranded in the
year of
the
snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
It's everything you be
But it ain't me mother f**ker, it ain't me
On and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on

The song is "Scapegoat" by Atmosphere.

Can ATS members add anything? i WILL...


Its the overpriced IPODS and MAC computers
ITs the Fema Camps, Iraq war, fox news
ITs the ATS bluffers, bouncers, attention freaks

It's everything
But it's not you
NO, you're a product of life
And every little thing is just a product

and ask yourself:
Why so serious?

it's my neighbors.
it's the parents.
it's the AC that is broken.
it's the road construction.
it's everything and anything that isn't going my way

to anonymous post.


A product is a result of inputs. Example product of x * y.

This song signals I am a product of x*Y*Z*d *3*w*h*wx*234*n*r8Q8 *m*r...

the list goes on and on and on and on.

Therefore its everything but me.

It's the failure to acknowledge life, big and small, that surrounds us.
"People" is just a label. If I were to use it as a label, then animals are people, trees are people, insects and bugs are people, and people are people.
It's being selfish, placing ourselves before others.
It's wanting things that we don't need and will grow tired of sooner or later.
It's the choice to not befriend others simply because they have nothing to offer.
It's crying over useless things, when there's so much more that's going on in the world.
It's everything, but me.

It's...

Copy & paste...

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