Beat Beat Beat - Glue

Calling all militant minds to form line

Never led a stray by these perilous times

World war 4 is knocking on heaven’s door

But rumors say god doesn’t live there anymore

He was cast away by the inventor

Of the nail, freewill, and big trap door

Open me up and see the idea of mechanism

Gear turning artistry bled dry by prison

Shapes and sizes define the legend of a majesty

But I’d rather be happy with finger-painting my tapestries

I’m the last recognized but the first to be heard

Education is the key so everybody says… word

Preferred by the herd to perfect my speech

Cause every nerd in the world needs what I teach

A radical comic so divine with sonnets

That my phonics translate to make heavy harmonics

I’m on it, like the land of real natives

You got it, like the greed that enslaves us

To trust, the rush of commercials and billboards

Selling you hip-hop but we don’t need more

Industry costumes with nothing but volume

Loud mouth cookie cutters playing the baby boom

By selling their kids drugs, with a verse and hook

Come on, get that ghetto slang, get that ghetto look

Putting the rebellion in the glow of the spotlight

Shutting up the right with a left and a street fight

Making ya’ll bounce to these tracks like pro tools

Rule breaking level headed ready to spite these fools

Ya’ll got no clue, what the three can do

Turn the world on its ear so they can hear the truth

Lets stretch your nose to see how long it gets

And watch the liars get smashed by the conduits

The master plan is in the catch as catch can

We’re floating in the water while you’re stuck on the sand

We need relevance now, apocalypse and takes a million

A soldier passing down knowledge to my children

Make them all break, come one impeach the president

Let the people rise watch the blue collar benefit

Royalty kicked off the throne in public

Schools teaching history as an accurate subject

The future is now but is sounds like yesterday

Gotta start hearing what the old folks say

History repeats it’s self, history repeats it’s self

Stop.

so you can work on mental health

Blowing up on screen like a government structure

Cause every line is on point like acupuncture

There’s nothing original about what ya’ll people do

We were rocking jerseys in 92'

Switch your message and get the government terrified

Wake up and stop the spreading of internal genocide

We got the key to open up your lockjaw

So you can say something relevant when caught on camera

Like help me, everybody’s here has gone crazy

Nah, nowadays most rappers are just lazy

The unassuming public’s been running it for decades

Crushing skulls for fun no matter you’re gringo or esi

The message in the syllables is no room for pedestals

We don’t want hydrogenated chemicals