Brain Disease Open Mike Eagle

[Verse 1]
You are not an animal
The magic in your movements is certainly not mechanical but human
More than just a loopin' in a manual
The luminous intangible glowing of your existence
Can't be duplicated in laboratory infants
Though what the so-called writers in media stories invent
Their intent: to increase the revenue percentage
By the ---- nervousness
Translatin' hatin' through paper through ratings flourishes
Encouraging copy-catters to keep the cycle 'round
Corporations wanting a garbage recycled sound
It's the final round and the judges have been corrupted
They've already decided we're rubbish
Tiny nuggets to be hidden from the sight of the public
Just another lousy challenge to the balance of budgets
And yo their palpitating hearts resolve to callus and Bunyan
As their little children locked up in their palaces dungeon
But how they function

[Chorus]
I think they got a brain disease
They think that every brother is the same as me
When everything up in your brain is make believe
I represent the difference you're afraid to see
C'mon