Unforgivable Youth Lyrics - Food & Liquor Ii - Lupe Fiasco

This world, my heart, my soul 

Things that I don't know 

The icicles they grow 

They never let me go 

Scars are left as proof 

But tears they soak on through 

Things I've done 

My young 

My unforgivable youth 

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With land on the horizon and passion in their eyes and 

What they think are islands are much more in their size and 

Bountiful and plentiful and resource to provide them 

Supplies slim, morale once so heavily inside them 

Now steadily declining 

Return is not an option as necessity denies them 

With this they choose to dive in 

Now along the shore and so aware of their arriving 

Are the children of this land prepared to share in their surviving 

A pageantry of feathers stands his majesty with treasure 

Not the material things of kings that could never last forever 

But secrets of the spirit world and how to live in harmony together 

Unbeknownst to him his head would be the first that they would sever 

And stuck up on a pike up along the beach 

Kept up as a warning to the rest to turn away from their beliefs 

And so began it here. And for five hundred years 

Torture, terror, fear 'til they nearly disappear 

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This world, my heart, my soul 

Things that I don't know 

The icicles they grow 

They never let me go 

Scars are left as proof 

But tears they soak on through 

Things I've done 

My young 

My unforgivable youth 

Ways and means from the trade of human beings 

A slave labor force provides wealth to the machine 

And helps the new regime establish and expand 

Using manifest destiny to siphon off the land 

From native caretakers who can barely understand 

How can land be owned by another man? 

Warns, "One can not steal what was given as a gift; 

Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish?" 

But the lesson went unheeded, for the sake of what's not needed 

You kill but do not eat it 

The excessive and elitists don't repair it when they leave it 

The forests's were cleared, the factories were built 

And all mistakes will be repeated 

By your future generations doomed to pay for your mistreatments 

Foolishness and flaws, greed and needs and disagreement 

And then you rush to have the most, from the day you left your boats 

You'll starve but never die in a world of hungry ghosts 

This world, my heart, my soul 

Things that I don't know 

The icicles they grow 

They never let me go 

Scars are left as proof 

But tears they soak on through 

Things I've done 

My young 

My unforgivable youth 

As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the east 

A pit a hundred meters wide and a hundred meters deep 

They discover ancient cars on even older streets 

And a city well preserved and most likely at its peak 

A culture so advanced, and by condition of the teeth 

They can tell that they were civil, not barbaric in the least 

A society at peace. With liberty and justice for all 

Neatly carved in what seems to be a wall 

They would doubt that there was any starvation at all 

That they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved 

From the sheer amount of paper, most likely used for trade 

Everything's so organized. They had to be well behaved 

Assumed they had clean energy, little to no enemies 

Very honest leaders with overwhelming sympathies 

Religions kinda complex. Kinda hard to figure out 

But this must be the temple 

This White House 

This world, my heart, my soul 

Things that I don't know 

The icicles they grow 

They never let me go 

Scars are left as proof 

But tears they soak on through 

Things I've done 

My young 

My unforgivable youth