Infinite "Thru their Peephole" rough cut 4

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Artist:  Infinite
Song:  "Thru their People"
Produced by: Heatupbeatz
Album:  The Refugee Album (Coming Soon)
Link: https://soundcloud.com/abdul-infinite/infinite-thru-their-peephole

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

There was a time when it was different
When Infinite was lookin up/
Now I don't look up as much/
Must seem like I'm indifferent/
Here today and gone tomorrow/
My life was fucced in four years of sorrow
That took me off my path/
My girl Ashley left me/
And so did the one after that/
and yeah I learned from that/
But it still seems like I have to go back/
every time the sun hits me/
When I'm in a new city/
And I have the stupidity of a stranger/
And I'm in danger, not knowing
the ways of the world
Is the past really the past/
or is my past my present/
If a peasant discovers precious lessons/
he still has to deal with his present
of being a peasant/

Chorus:

Strife is a sequal
when the people
can't see through their peephole
peep this though
that people just see through
their own peep hole
wether temple or steeple
they just be yo
seeing through their peephole
strife becomes their sequal

Verse 2:

Different places, different faces/
Thought I'd come up aces
from passing stages and phases/
But the problem was just as much/
Passed the middle passage/
Escaped the fall of Rome before
it could grab and exited in Exodus
like Moses, prophetic in my touch
of the vital nerve of the populous/
Till the say your a hero cause you speak for us/
But what if the people are really not your equal/
What if the people are embodiment of evil
Became a mythic figure with no people
no family, and no friends/
Walkin the streets like David Banner
in the end of an Incredible Hulk episode/
How old am I, what's my age,
what's my marriage status, what's this
what is that, people want to ask/
confine you to a category
to fit you inside a narrow viewpoint/
Yeah that's the populous you get the point/

Chorus:

Strife is a sequal
when the people
can't see through their peephole
peep this though
that people just see through
their own peep hole
wether temple or steeple
they just be yo
seeing through their peephole
strife becomes their sequal

Verse 3:

My true feelings is the people have lost a touchstone/
From the villages to the big cities/
Indonesia to Singapore,
I was exiled for a period amongst people
living in comfortable homes where traditions became their throne/
So they can't listen to the mythical figure
striking out onto his own
But when hero's die and myths are exposed
and the cream can no long give rise
and run to the murmering sea/
and you just be confusion like the rest
so you can seem more simple
and have them say you are blessed/
When bones become weary and tired and settle/
And sand blows upon them on them and off them
where does the spirit lie, and the truth from before
Does it rise again and express once more
an opening just in case God wants to walk in the door