Turn Of The Century Sandpeople (Ft. Qwel)

[Hook]
Everything’s happening at the turn of the century
I’m gonna find myself a time machine
Go to the turn of the century
And all those

[Verse 1: Ethic]
I’ve proved the mood of the movements usually prudent
And my crew is defined as being students of rhyme
Living in two different times
I’m showing differences to listeners
Of this infinite mind versus those that’s conditioned
Theirs to fall in line to the fall of mankind
And when we step forward, we leaving the stupid behind
It’s been a death order, believing each blueprint you find
Try to connect ‘em all together, people keep being blind
I’m competing with swine
Speaking divine order
Put my nose to the grindstone multiple times over
We the fortunate few that’s forcing the new
Train of thought, paid a lot to be on top with a view
The aim is not to abuse the famous that ain’t make this
But we’ve been training, recording every day in the basement
This entertainment’s been turning y’all brainless
‘Til we came to turn the clock then implement changes