Polarity - Zion I, Macklemore, Locksmith

Dark versus light, good versus evil

Man versus woman, planet Earth upheaval

Jew vs. Muslim, Norte Sur, Blood versus Crip everywhere more war

Primitive man versus civilized savage

One’s a Pope and the other one lives lavish

Light skin versus dark skin, East versus West

Blessed with balance or you’re cursed with stress

Much success or pray your life possessed but

Many are afraid to face life’s true tests (huh)

Spirit over flesh, Hard to make it manifest

The government will press the best and brightest

G-O-D got a place inside of me

But it’s Church versus State, and they hate it when you’re free

The opposition might rock your brain

The universal is a circle and everything soon change

The world never changed for me

It’s the same in the place to be

The world never changed for me

It’s the same in the place to be

The world’s made of opposites

Opposites are the world, are the world, are the world

We can appear the opposite, or wish that we were them

Either hate them or be the lies, that other people live

Contrast the human when you see the soul behind their skin

Take away the pew and see they pray like them

Maybe the cross and the Qu’ran isn’t so different

Maybe these lines are make believe and the opposite is pretend

Just a man-made law with a flaw in that gem

I give you the truth and everyone else is sin

Get off it, thinkin' that perspective is godsend

I’m from the city where they invented the mosh pit

And when I fell my people they pulled me up

And told me you got a job to do it’s all part of the process

I needed to starve, before I could eat again

I needed addiction to learn what freedom is

Lost perspective so I had to fix a lens

To learn that a leader knows himself and the opposite

The world never changed for me

It’s the same in the place to be

The world never changed for me

It’s the same in the place to be

The world’s made of opposites

Opposites are the world, are the world, are the world

[Verse: Locksmith)

Uh, feels good to do a feature

With someone I respect that I honestly have a keeper

Sense of admiration I’m activating my artistry

To sacrifice style and show you a different part of me

Pardon me when I part the sea with my verse

Niggas selling they soul to hear me converse

It’s hard to bare, when people pay me to share

But I always put musical marriage before commerce

Bomb first like Pac in his day, like I’m rocking his Jays

Hawk in your face, Copy display

I’m lyrically polished freeing pockets of slaves

I can raise Christopher Wallace from up out of his grave

Uh, so what’s the opposite of real?

If Oprah’s a mammy than Tyra’s a Jezebel

For?

a Diva?

The people begging for balance but they tippin' the scale

Oh well.

The world never changed for me

It’s the same the place to be

The world never changed for me

It’s the same the place to be

The world’s made of opposites

Opposites are the world, are the world, are the world