Lyrics Thundamentals

Thundamentals

El Mundo

"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...