What's on the feed?
Faking life freely behind them screens
Lost kings and queens
That kill for minimum green
We wrestle
For the peso
Breeding besos
While this dust in the wind
Got you fiending for the queso
Pesto smokes
Political jokes and blokes
Abound
By taste and sound
We gaining leaps and bounds
Nothing profound
Selling cakes per pound
Mandrake vegetation
In this vampirical town
This is truth
Uh, and they suck you dry
Yes this is truth to the system
Be water to the flame
Spiritual fame game
Catching them hustling lame
Forget these names
Draw the line
If you so inclined to shine
Your times wasted
Pay no mind
To that image and times
You copy pasted
Shallow basic
Get off my spaceship
Substance over swag
We disconnect from the matrix
I hope you wake up
Lather and rinse
Your minds make up
Soul singing high to the sky
We meet our makers
Fuck the traitors
All our friends been going vader
Midichlorian counts and jedi mind trick flavors
I hope you wake up
And while we yakkity yakkin
These wacks be the main attraction
Getting fever in this cabin
Never leaving till I make this happen
Well it's beyond me
Its origami
That paper money
Sippin on that honey and milk
That Kung Fu iron and silk
I find it funny
We ancient mummies
Arcane methods force feeding them dummies
Thru the mirage
Counterspell casting gavage
Sounds yummy
I still find it funny
I hope you wake up
Lather and rinse
Your minds make up
Soul singing high to the sky
We meet our makers
Fuck the traitors
All our friends been going Vader
Midichlorian counts and Jedi mind trick flavors
I hope you wake up
