Lyrics:
your helicopter
Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive
A system failure for the masses, empty matter for the master plan
Louder than
Design the signal
Log on
Spy wed satellite
Network spider site
Digital neurons
DTA system on
Enter master plan
Locked on
Global multi-scan
Hey, lick the tip, why dont'cha
In 1983, a team of crack draw enthusiasts created a master plan.
A design for a way of livin' so revolutionary,
care about it)
Just to fuck my life up
(I don't get it, I don't care about it)
(I don't get it, I don't care about it)
Your master is a system
meant to be.
Master plan.
The system is not broken.
This is their fucking master plan.
The system is not broken, this is what it was always meant to be.
Yeah (ayy)
I got layers to me
I got plans, I got goals, I got tricks up my sleeve
I got calls, I got deals, I got people to meet
I got drive, I
that emanate
Now align your mind
A master or a fool
With a lazer of intent
Or a ball of tangled wool
Making Waves
Disrupt the system
Bringing change
Haha, today was a good day
Sometimes I just get on my knees you know what I mean
And pray to the man with the master plan
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Blast you with the vision
Infiltrate the system, bypass permission
This space situates a glimpse into the prism, ethos sees ascension
Universal concepts
MC's all day
My priority is that I'm first priority
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for A&M, the Abbot and the Master
Breaking
we plan
Understand and understood God
See we goin' show them the strength in what we doing
Cause this is for he babies (indeed)
That's why it's
I got no room
I got no space
Escaping from this circle, that I want to erase
And I got no room
I got no space
Running from this system, but I don't
Swarming like locusts into your speaker
Examining your communication systems with cybernetics
Key notes of my flows or get froze with cryogenics
East coast
He floods the market, there's no price protection
And when his master plan is unfurled
There stands a handsome bid
On the weather systems
Looking back we all arrived
From living pointess lives
And then tried our best to get
To a meaningful afterlife
Masters of indecision
Or fancy dinner
right
Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like
Now I can't understand what keeps me going there is no master plan
Nothing to go
It's all a scam
It's a master plan
Believe in just one man, with one mighty show plan.
Built by lost stories, for men only glory.
To follow his voice, no other right choices.
Now kneel
Today was a good day
Know what? Sometimes I just get on my knees
You know what I mean?
And pray to the Man with the master plan
To swoop on down
Ain't nuttin' nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy
We doin our thingamajig up in this beyotch!
Thinkin' of a master plan
'Cause ain't naytin but crumbs
a hand?
Please help me understand is this our master plan to push our burdens
To the side and let the world crumble into sand?
Where do we go from here?
All because we neglected the warning
Slaves made across the land
Behold the master plan
We ignored the empire forming
Afraid of the findings that hide
System’s puppet strings
Orchestrating the false life
Of human beings
I don’t have to pay dues
To any master of cosmic slaves
The awakened mind is a threat
It was a concept born in space
Brought forth by necessity
In an unstained place
Of infinite possibility
Each question and its answer
Flares
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