Synthetic

Lyrics

[Intro] Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh) Automatic, systematic, world control (Yeah) Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh) Automatic, systematic, world control (Check it out) [Verse 1] It goes automatic, systematic, world control Magnetic, genetic, synthetic We keep it energetic, all the while innovative Totally invigorated We made it not to break it, but to take it to take it to a whole 'nother type of plateau Rockin' rhymes on the regular flow Liquefied within the manner The kinda stamina to land expand a panorama I stretch and swell and always makin' sure my best is wеll initiated You're jaded and you'rе over stimulated Which indicates I've been exonerated, vindicated From this amalgamated rhythmic trip through 21st century technology Collidin' with Hop-Hop philosophy with absolutely no apologies I constantly keep it scholarly, so I suggest you follow me Or get caught up in the wake of change Because, I'll take the strange and rearrange it And still maintain the same flavors it came with, to get your brains lit So please don't memorize the same script And figure it's phat just because it changed lips Your endin' up with sprained wrists from holdin' the microphone the wrong way Burn 20 matchboxes on a long day So let the song play, and then you'll begin to understand The anti-mathematical stand of machine versus man The grand musical synthesis, and I've been into this forever But figured the time was now right to pull the lever I'm keepin' it together Synthetic with the world control (Yeah) [Chorus] Automatic, systematic, world control Magnetic, genetic, syn– Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh) Automatic, systematic, world control [Verse 2] I go the world over, but never hold it on my shoulder In fact, the world collapses when I drop it But I never let go of the way I knock a topic Title wise, your miniscule and microscopic If you need the juice, then I'ma block the socket With enough to knock Anna right out the tropics I plot this with a masterful touch I want the world but never ask you for much I got a crutch, you play lyrical double dutch and hop scotch The process is top notch in all parameters, damage ya while you watch Lines thicker than ink spots could ever blotch On the dot, time is irrelevant to me like an elephant memory I hold a grudge and then you'll see that if you try to make a smudge I'll make a mark that won't budge I'm indelible within a credible performance Permanently totaled when my point's enormous and you're scoreless And you've been waitin' for this No bull like zodiacs without the Taurus Year-round, cuttin' pricks off like a florist When ya suck, you're bound to leech men like Chloris And Grant you unemployed like I'm Horace Magically rebound the chorus Synthetic with the world control (Yeah) [Chorus] Automatic, systematic, world control Magnetic, genetic, syn– Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh, droppin' on 'em) Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh) Droppin' on 'em [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] Just don't gimme no plaudible excuse, like You never had the chance to be produced right Then, like, it suits ya right, to bend like a two-striped twine You see, when I combine lyrical splines on the rhyme I create a curved surface With sounds utilized for any obscure purpose I resign from any act of your circus I juggle the line schemes cause I'm keen to all assumptions
Devoid of all repetitive functions of mass productions And power luncheons, we're underground and scour dungeons
These undulations, manifestations and correlations Can all be traced through my patience, preparations and well constrained placement I got the Tone Control, ain't nobody own my soul Usin' the mic to hone my goal of dominance through creativity and air-tight flows I like my sample rate low A DJ's sixth wish is he could mix this on radio shows The first five went to weed, chicks, and dough Lots of vinyl and a chance to go pro But not every wish is granted, so A 3/3 time signature won't go right Or flicker to time just like a strobe light But guaranteed to pick up a slow night And toss it to the wind Competition's light as a rock, I spread that ass paper thin 'Cause MCs I never take lightly, like perjury I'll steal your mind, internal burglary I'm sure you've heard of me Keepin' their young minds open is like it's infant skull surgery (Uh) with the world control (Yeah, heh), droppin' on 'em [Outro] Automatic, systematic, world control (Yeah) Automatic, systematic, world control Magnetic, genetic, syn– Automatic, systematic, world control (Don't stop, kick it) Automatic, systematic, world control Magnetic, genetic, syn– Automatic, systematic, world control Tonedeff and Mannyphesto Automatic, systematic, world control