Airwave Hysteria

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't shoot me, I'm just a Piano programmer for mass media emissions On a mission for statisticians Sony commissions to keep their beats hidden Ethnographic infiltrator, gaze regenerator Watching Destructicons beat, mash, bang a gong With traditional songs sung by white woman in sarongs Two japanimation flicks with b-boy tricks on cardboard boxes For marzipan and Amsterdam, breakbeats from Thailand Downloaded by the Ku Klux Klan, chapter in Croatia We've come a long from mirgatin' crustaceans Generations of relations, history of violence I talked along and babble on, next time I'll try silence Won't bleed shit, my beats hit through infinite Spot 'em spirals in the body of time, the family of mind, in the beginning Two-thousand and twenty I'm living But these imperial eyes can't even disguise what we be, vivid [Hook] In America, been shot down Be a unique emcee on frequencies coming at ya' What you serve up gets passed right back to ya' From Fordham Road to backpacks in Kathmandu [Verse 2] It's a magical macramé tapestry cornucopia I'll float in a bottle with a message "Psy-ops is smokin' ya'" 1947, bangin' flicks, see that shit Then go run Elizabeth, when you done with it Check Mr. India to cleanse your sins Freak the receipt and cheat him at ? Check the value bin for Rin Tin Tin at Shaolin Exchange between nations in salvation and Satan Blend and listen, what I'm makin', they shippin' If what I'm kickin' is hittin' harder than ten mega-tons Dharma bums, rolling drum work better than GIs Virgin flys, MTV rules these skies But we rock blocks from Hatfield to Bed-Stuy Highspeed interactive, black market dialogue Oscillate like analogue, powers dissipated Inter-related testimony re-instated common shit "just shut up and play in", turntables relay it The spirit reflects it, and we pray it