Resurrection

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample] "What the fuck's the matter with you?" [Verse 1] Tell me what I see Is not a true reality But a strange piece Of quantum physics fantasy And if that's not the case Then I can't help but laugh At where the music's going Heading for the past Stealing bits and parts Like a musical Frankenstein A chorus here, a bass riff there Who wrote it? Never mind Bow down and pray Before the god of sampling Make yourself by stealing Other people's fame [Chorus] Resurrection Resurrection [Verse 2] Club mix, dance rap Don't tell me that it's real music There is no soul to the So-called songs they try to sing Sure, there are a few exceptions To the old rule They only reinforce What it is I try to prove Maybe they are the true artist In their field It's just too bad that they share Their space with a bunch of queers While we're admitting it Let me please quickly point out That glorifying racial violence Is a stupid fucking thing to do, assholes [Bridge] Learn to put the past behind you Don't try to bring it back Don't let your toys confine you Until your brain goes slack Need I remind you: You're doing nothing new? You think that they will sign you Good luck, you'll need it, too [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] I'm only saying what's on my mind This point in time Don't want to offend anyone Unless they've narrow minds Instead of stealing from The artist of an older age Try creating a brand-new sound A brand-new thing in the scheme of things I'm sure that you can see My point of view if you really try I'd like to see this generation Build a thing that shines Stop digging up the bones Of other people's art You can make your own If you stop and really try [Chorus] Resurrection Resurrection [Interlude: Sample] "What the fuck's the matter with you?" [Instrumental Outro]