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Complex is a song that represents the time I spend trying to understand everything that contributes to the condition of the world around me. Sometimes, my aspiration to… Read More

Aug. 20, 20131 viewer

Complex Lyrics

[Verse 1: MD]
Doing metaphysics with Metta World Peace
In Buddhist meditation, I'm not a medic; MD is not a doctor
My therapeutic music giving listeners a Detox
And when I spit, my verbiage coinciding with the beat rock
Sometimes I sit and question everything
To cover our existence in a game I know I'll never win
I mean, you never know if you don't ask, right?
I must've been a great philosopher in my past life
At 16, thought I was balling with my racks light
My trigger finger itching but I never got the blast right
Sat and thought about the world in my asylum
Till I hopped up out the boxes, and my lyrics got inside 'em
I used to write about the presence of our presidents
And how the government is putting poison in the medicine
But on the surface, I was stupid for the hell of it
And now I got a tape; and we know rapping's what the premise is

[Hook: Zen & MD]
They say I'm complex, like a magazine
Walking through a world, we don't really know anything [x3]
... they say I'm complex, like a magazine
I made it for the crazy kids just like me!

[Verse 2: MD]
Perfect timing... for an existential crisis
Young man on the road to "figure out what life is"
My destination got a tiny population
Feeling spaced out in midst of reading consolations
Tryna have enlightened conversations
With my momma... she may assume that my adopted father Dalai Lama
But that ain't the case; I simply wanna gain some knowledge
My death is coming; reason why I gotta
Uh, in the words of many:
I've got enough on my mind, and I ain't got enough time
To put it all in a rhyme
I said enough on my mind and I ain't got enough time to put it all in a rhyme
Don't get me wrong, this ain't my everyday mindset
Just a rapper, there ain't many of my kind yet
I'm complex, going off when I'm on kid
And I'mma tell you what I'm like, like Nas did

[Hook]

[Verse 3: MD]
I draw a ton from inspirations
But used to keep perspective all inside like insulation
Dropping shit profound, and then I cut like lacerations
Putting all the blame on my twisted imagination
MD was Clark Kent... undercover like a married couple
Cause I'm the rapper type that didn't wanna carry trouble
My appetite is different from the scary hustle
Ain't kill nobody 'less we on the mic; my streak is double
My brain's a puzzle on and off the beat
I ain't piece the shit together myself... yet
But this enigma on a mission tryna figure out the riddle
How we all some freaking walking contradictions
I'm dropping music... as an outlet... to keep me sane
I hope my audience feeling all the shit I'm saying
I hope the crazy kids'll love the shit on Broken Frame
I know for certain when it hits, you ain't gon' feel a pain-- complex

About

Complex is a song that represents the time I spend trying to understand everything that contributes to the condition of the world around me. Sometimes, my aspiration to gain multiple perspectives of everything almost drives me crazy.

I know that many people can relate, but we all tend to keep the more intricate components of our character hidden, in a sense. That’s why I had to write this song.

It’s one of my favorites that I’ve ever put together– from the lyrics in the verses and chorus, to having my good friend Von Quixton come through with production that perfectly fits the mood it presents.