Radio Opaque

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You hear that sickly sound creeping through that there vine? You find the ticky-tacky taking up the air time See it's a fickle racket, built by nickel snatchers Trick 'em like fashion, then pinning their casket airtight Flavor of the month swimming deep through the sea of sick Couldn't feel the plastic if you stabbed me with the needle tip Let them ego trip So sick, so feeble Money cash hoes Is that what your ethos is? Hey little rap star, rock star, narcissist How about a little self-respect? What did you sell, what did you tell yourself? Which piece of you sold to get that check? I mean, how many songs about clubs and bottles, drugs and murders can we take? Watch them climb and fall until they vertebrae breaks out Doomtree birds of prey, tell your city it's the takedown [Hook] This is radio opaque Leave them so sick, better call Saint James This is radio opaque In a transparent industry they're looking so vain [Verse 2] So crisp and clean, so crystalline Doomtree so thick we let them rip at the seams Fall from the web they got them in And twist with the fact that their existence is fraudulent The sound is all rotten not to mention pretentious No filter no taste call you Benson and Hedges You took the stencil and traced the edges Penciled in feathers I heard the eighteenth letter and learned to make that bird fly better La di da di you can act like the Fonzie But inside you're Fozzy Bear, find a new hobby Duck the button-up-shirt-gluttons feeding greedy mouths We do it on our own and leave the majors bleeding out Who you needing now? those numbers don't match mine I flat-line the sign-on-the-black-line body Write rhymes and capsize the white-line-lobby Shit, don't believe the hype man This is radio opaque [Hook] Leave them so sick, better call Saint James In a transparent industry they're looking so vain [Outro] Yeah, What's sick What's sick What's really sick What's sick What's sick What's really sick What's sick What a brilliant look [?]