media*tations

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - boyponder] Nothing seems to please me anymore, shit's boring The film stock's dead but the tape keeps rolling I'm phony, I can't stand shit, and I'm holed in I'm stuck to playing part of something that haunts me I used to be cool as shit, cool with people doing things Might be insecurity, but I'm not even feeling me I thought we used to make all this shit to be empathetic But nowadays, it seems like we all just chasing aesthetics It's pathetic, my actions seem fake and synthetic If I said that I fuck with you, did I even meant it? Did I even listen to that shit that you were saying? I'm a bad person, shit, we done with making music It's amusing, that I could make this shit look cool And the people making shit are probably corny too And I feel like I'm hurtful, I could use a curfew I been in and out of hating shit, It's starting to hurt too [Verse 2 - going_somewhere] Everybody round me fucking with me, I done made it Crazy how the coolest part of me done came from isolation Portion of it came from who I was before my mind was tainted Other half came from the way mommy and daddy paint it Ooh, I be so lost, I fake it Do they like me? Do they love me? I'm incarcerated, like- How you feeling below it? I mean, your heart is aching I think your shoebox is corny because my box is breaking I got my kicks at Payless and so I be often hating If your shit is Supreme or Louis it's cause you chasing I mean, I know that's a fact, but either way I feel naked And so I judge you for fighting cause I'm stuck at the weigh-in Tell me why you hating? Projecting your way to greatness You Eva diva above me, you love me, I see the hatred As nothing but what you want, be Mutombo, the way I take it I know no hurt when I see it, I used to see you in faces Now I see you in Matrix, your pill is blue and you take it Because the way that you argue, it shows me you need to save it The sona ego displacement of lonely people awakens And motivates human nature to savor the taste of same shit [Verse 3 - asilverde] Now all I'm thinking about is how when I look around I'm only seeing myself Love it or hate it, we're all in this together But all the best and better wouldn't help Cause we're off to the arms race now And we're all looking awfully proud What do you say? Oh, big bro Aw, come get it Get your cars on credit Paper, paper, confetti Like a carrot on a stick They be dangling that shit, like- Ooh, why don't you go plant a little seed And watch your dreams come true Cause we would never take from you Know you gotta lie in the bed you made Surrounded by the pride of a heavy day You could be free too