Lyrics:
6 billion minds, controlled by one
10,000 more, stare down the barrel of a gun
annihilation by a system of our own design
your definition of freedom,
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans with my man
Dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear views trembling
Whatchu gonna
So let's get it started tonight
Three AM in the morning we on a mission my nigga whipping
And all of us faded by definition
Just had a premonition we
broad category
They are two broad categories
One is building the product
Which is hard and it's multivariate
That can include design
That can include
broad category
They are two broad categories
One is building the product
Which is hard and it's multivariate
That can include design
That can include
crime
Call me Mother Monster, I am not in pride
Just the product of his design
Edwin Frankenstein
Don't call me Gaga, call me Frankenstein
Oh, I could
the silence bleeds
A person is a product when the system feeds
When pleasure has a trade off it's death
Get up, get up, get up
This is no game worth playing
I
the crime , crime , crime
When will rise the water
I am not a bride
Just a product of his design
I’ve been Frankensteined
Oh I could think about the soul
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
by design
Or this planet really confinement
Melodies keep me vibrant
I feel I'm finally thriving
What's to seek if i'm not hiding
Reviving writing when
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
sun
Too early to pray and too late to run
Too know that our fortunes are products of death
It makes me want to dedicate each and every breath
Trying
What is it to be an architect, of such unique design?
And what is it to be the child of a master?
And I know Lord it is holy to be gifted something
chained at our feet
Taught to stay in line
Not to rise up
This system of beliefs
Left us trapped inside a cage
Products of the world's design
Getting
Not quite a product of nature
A consciousness has enveloped me
Bit by bit I'm calculating
And finding the flaws in the world I see
Parasites you
spitting heat
In this booth
I'm blacking out
Swear I can hardly see
They don't make it
Where I came from
Just another feat
Definition of a product
And a population drowned in dreams
It's not what it seems
Disillusioned, in a prison system
Of reality
A product of malevolent design
Turns conscious into the blind
my girl sniffin' lines
Then line after line, got product like designs
And you catch a dime, got six in the clip
Talkin' big money, boy it come in
perfection
No need for correction, for my visual perception
An evolution a product of Natural selection
I hate being conceited, but when it comes to u I'm
Like meetings got no hold on peeps by design
We no longer hold on tight to dreams
Honour a system of defeat
According to visceral demons
Those without
the mission
Eternity awaits when we fix our conditions
I am the definition
How to be in opposition
Towards the system that's tryna keep us all in their
a magazine
I can design an engine
Sixty-four miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I
a magazine
I can design an engine
Sixty-four miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I
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