[Intro: Illogic]
Everybody in
Hip-hop nowadays
Is on the same ole stuff
Same rhymes, same beats
Same concepts, no treats
This is weightless, bringing things to life
(Oh yeah!, Oh yeah!)
[Hook: Blueprint, 2x]
Everything changes, we stray from the predictable
Towards our own destiny, built upon original
Concepts to listen to, two ill individuals
Born to score
[Verse 1: Illogic]
I'm stuck between a mic and hard place; battling
The space-time continuum for control of my destiny; traveling
I coast to when your windows are lethargic; hardly
Noticing I been waiting for that stop sign to change green; pardon me
May I borrow a spoon full of sugar to help my medicine stay down? drown
My problems in weed smoke to alter reality; found
A way to stay on top of things, use my ego at as a step ladder; sounds
Fool proof, cause no man has the balls to make the steps shatter
This image in memory, brush strokes in symmetry
With the masses in alienation, conquered anonymity
Stand as friend to me, then instantly
Stretch words across tracks
In distaste of my act to explore rap
Without understanding the facts
Simply I'm sick of humans, I only answer to an angel
So the rest of you can deep throat
The shaft on which you dangle
I don't mean to be lewd, but they're just constantly under my skin
Then again, when I'm open
I usually invite 'em in
Though were on a different page, I'll bless the stage after I bomb it
My time is soon to come, cause change is the only constant
Everybody in
Hip-hop nowadays
Is on the same ole stuff
Same rhymes, same beats
Same concepts, no treats
This is weightless, bringing things to life
(Oh yeah!, Oh yeah!)
[Hook: Blueprint, 2x]
Everything changes, we stray from the predictable
Towards our own destiny, built upon original
Concepts to listen to, two ill individuals
Born to score
[Verse 1: Illogic]
I'm stuck between a mic and hard place; battling
The space-time continuum for control of my destiny; traveling
I coast to when your windows are lethargic; hardly
Noticing I been waiting for that stop sign to change green; pardon me
May I borrow a spoon full of sugar to help my medicine stay down? drown
My problems in weed smoke to alter reality; found
A way to stay on top of things, use my ego at as a step ladder; sounds
Fool proof, cause no man has the balls to make the steps shatter
This image in memory, brush strokes in symmetry
With the masses in alienation, conquered anonymity
Stand as friend to me, then instantly
Stretch words across tracks
In distaste of my act to explore rap
Without understanding the facts
Simply I'm sick of humans, I only answer to an angel
So the rest of you can deep throat
The shaft on which you dangle
I don't mean to be lewd, but they're just constantly under my skin
Then again, when I'm open
I usually invite 'em in
Though were on a different page, I'll bless the stage after I bomb it
My time is soon to come, cause change is the only constant
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