Lyrics: Dax – GOTHAM

[Verse 1]
I think that we’re headed down the wrong road (I swear)
Fake’s real and they say real’s fake-woke (You see this?)
False prophets on these screens everywhere we go
But what did you expect when dumb people got smartphones?
More memes, cool, make it all a big joke
Crown your fake kings and let them sit up on your fake thrones
You’re young now but just wait until you grow old
When life gets real, you’ll remember all these words I wrote
I went roaming, walked multiple ways for 40 nights, 40 sleeps, that’s multiple days (I tried)
In the desert no food, water, searching for the answers
But you listen to these people who got nothing to say (You wouldn’t listen)
You wouldn’t no real if it slapped you right in the face
Aim for the culture, I can tell by the shit you embrace (I see it)
I’m in Gotham but my mind’s in a different place
So fuck your cosigns, money and your radio play
I be shaking when I write my music
I’ve been anti-violent but don’t push me ’cause I just might do it (Don’t push me)
They won’t give you no credit ’cause they know you’ll use it
And that’s what happens when the masses start fearing the student (They learn)
In the city, you a number, they don’t see you as human (They don’t see)
Just a puppet they replace for their games and amusement
In a city full of angels with the biggest influence
I see demons with a platform who just fucking abuse it
In Gotham everybody knows everybody (Everybody)
If you ain’t got a blue check, you ain’t anybody (Fuck)
Redo, repeat, sleep, double tap, see copy
Live souls unaware they’re turning into dead-zombies (Zombies)
Everywhere you look is plastic, all fabricated
Everything you’ve seen on TV was exaggerated (It’s all fake)
Don’t nobody see you ’til you get a million followers
And when you do they treat you like you someone and you validated
What do you do? How much money you make?
Who do you know? What do you drive? Where do you stay? (Where you stay?)
And while you answering those questions they be calculating how much of it they can see themselves try’na come in and take
If you fragile, don’t you even try to come to this place (Don’t come here)
They gon’ build you just to break you then rebuild you to break
Let you reach your own limit then heroically save
And that’s exactly how Gotham turns you into a slave

[Chorus]
In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose they souls ’cause they can’t control
In Gotham
Everyone lies, it’s eye for an eye, you will lose your minds
In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose they souls ’cause they can’t control
In Gotham
Living in Gotham, living in Gotham
Living in Gotham, living in Gotham

[Verse 2]
Nobody’s from here, but everybody comes here
Wanting to be famous ’til they realize the price
Of fame, brings close everything that they once feared
Consumed by the algorithm, it becomes clear
Life’s a simulation all controlled by a puppeteer
Blind people leading blind people, driving cars
To a destination that is unclear while they can’t steer
One year, two years, three years, four
Drugs, alcohol, addiction, morgue
Fake friends, women gold digging as a sport
Who convinced you you should live a whole life you can’t afford
Nobody sees who your [?] we ignored
Everybody wants fame, they don’t care what it’s for
They don’t wanna build theirs, they’ll just try’na take yours
This is dog-eat-dog in this messed up world
You think you need this place, but you don’t
Happiness is not a physical place you call home
Did you ever wonder why you feel like you feel
When you’d take that time away from your phone?
Fake shit goes viral, we know this won’t
They’ll say they care, but will never show
Gotham isn’t just a place, it’s a mind-state watered by the thoughts that manifests what you grow
[Chorus]
In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose they souls ’cause they can’t control
In Gotham (In Gotham)
Everyone lies, it’s eye for an eye, you will lose your minds
In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose they souls ’cause they can’t control
In Gotham
Living in Gotham, living in Gotham
Living in Gotham, living in Gotham

[Outro]
Don’t tell ’em how you feel ’cause I promise they won’t call back
Everybody’s in it for money, so it’s all bad
Killing off my demons, I’m rapping this in all black
I ain’t gotta, I ain’t gotta, I ain’t gotta, I ain’t gotta
Prove nothing to Gotham, they’ve done nothing for me
For me

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