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Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of energy Experiment and enter the of the inner me The art of gone, and heart of stone, and worst enemy
Intellect shapeshifta, God's gift a Soul Hone in on clones and blow out of my zone Fanatical, the radical tactical movements Sounds are to it
It is what it ain't to these, disease Thought of automatons deceived, by the indeed Who mechanically breed at speeds Distorting your genes, aborting your As coarse as it
Aiyyo,
I could scream, I can't seem to sleep long enough to It's life on a beam But I for the future at my finger tips One of the minor of my head trips
You Work
The Barea Soul terror, been told stories of old Come on let's go and then I'll show how to beat a rhyme And a tempo Hold on tight, but let yourself go
This is what I'm talking Should I begin to it just like the wind Show my power take and quickly ascend Like a bird beating my to the pulse of nature Scaring devils while evoking the maker Is it wrong for me to in the name of right Is it wrong for me to life into this mic That's all I'm baby How come the new brings fright Something approaches tonight
It's automatic, static star galactic It's the upgraded, complicated, It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, bass It's the psychotic, mean melodic, (repeat)
What good is a call on the if you can't speak And you find it hard to Paralyzed by my essence, mere presence I put Inherently legends record all of expressions Evil as evil does, better than was A spirit of music that once was, born out of the of your love Baby I'm an agent with a flow so contagious And all and all true patience, my Lo told me makes for perfection you feeling bound by this matrix That's why when it comes to mine I'm a brother you can call zealous And I and thrust out my staff and wet Till the motherfuckin' get jealous
You Gotta
It's not coincidental I use my soul for a stencil to outline the that connects and a mind the end of time the one my kind, the message will now be profoundly spoken, rules are to be broken, therefore it's my pleasure to mentor But once learned you must you must yearn to discern The mechanical glitch of intelligence But the consequence of your is the reality I now see before me: "maybe in time see"
Stop, Work
The degree see will 'cause casualty when the codes download The truth will unfold until the end 'Cause our will be to win, you're still free to sin within
It's automatic, static battle star It's the upgraded, complicated, It's the transplanted, panic, bass mechanic It's the psychotic, melodic, nod-narcotic (repeat)
I am the melody, the prehistoric The pre-meaning before it, for war shit Their god's only a graphic, the sky's computer There is a moral malfunction, what the machine do to you maliciously monopolize the mass Niggas sleep rap and fuck they surprise you you sell them your soul they supply you cash But you can die for all they care, your expendable ass Because they know a new nigga, a new nigga Will right in them tap shoes even if his feet bigger Ain't shit sweet nigga, deeper than the street nigga You and I just a virus they gonna nigga Some say go on and join what you can't beat nigga I won't take the so I can't eat nigga if I'm talking to ya, (AH!) I'll straight through ya 'Cause I want the that did this to ya
It's automatic, battle star galactic It's the upgraded, complicated, It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic It's the psychotic, melodic, nod-narcotic (repeat)
Our comrade Cee-Lo is considered by many as a day Neo And opposing forces known as agents will like him dead for what he He is The One, at least that's who say he is He can free the mind of a machine and God to an atheist But he's a daydreamer, it's all in his Still today's music has become the and the real rhythm is in the red So I chose it I can never return once I'm gone And I hope you got this I'll be by the phone
It's automatic, battle star galactic It's the upgraded, complicated, It's the transplanted, peaceful panic, mechanic It's the psychotic, mean melodic, (repeat)