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Pre-recorded memory Let's play God and Lie through our teeth Crowned with transistors, Pre-recorded memory Full conversion, I am circuit-kissed Full conversion,
not a band We've been planning this for decades and now we show our hand We never got a drummer, it's a 50/50 split The music's pre-recorded, we're not
Chorus: cfter the pre-recorded chorus cd Libs: I don't do no singing We don't do no singing When we make love Pre-recorded chorus Repeat: Up
There's no ambition, told from vision Pre-recorded maze of wisdom Bland street bloom, a moronic feeling No ambition, plague of pigeons Twisted
comin' never pre-recorded With information that will never be reported Disregard the mainstream media distorted Whoop! whoop! We comin' listener supported
Of what exactly he's got. Lately he's become accustomed to The sound of a pre-recorded voice Explaining why it is she's unreachable It's business
and distorted All you heard was murderous shots, the rest was pre-recorded The jury voted, I'm a free venom, hittin niggaz with the momentum Even villains wanna
kissin', better behind a partition (chyeah) 'Cause everybody not live up on the screen the pre-recorded hot lies Can have a heart speed racin' like it's
Make it eat the mouth Make it win the world Make the river low Even pre-recorded, the nigga life You can see the world by what a nigga is doing
and direct we comin' never pre-recorded With information that will never be reported Disregard the mainstream media distorted Whoop! whoop! We comin'
Three platinum niggas and none of em prerecorded Krs-one need to be runnin' for office So Butter Pecan Rican, tell them to get off his
futon Spend a night, and now you're proved wrong It ain't a new song, it's been around for too long The game of life is pre-recorded for the latest view
mind You're still repeating pre-recorded things They used to say in universities And books on left wing politics and law About underlying structures
on the money And in the studio It’s a-okay to make it bland As long as you define your brand And strike up the prerecorded band There simply is no better way
this pre-recorded message We're vicious musicians that you see in your visions Listen you chickens, we've perfected precision Streaming on your apps,
the west But he never gets to tell it 'cause they've tied him to the desk They block off every escape; the network plays a pre-recorded tape The drugs
A lot of pink fluff over melodic trap beats If you want to rock the club, that’s fine But don’t you ever step to me with those prerecorded lines I shine
your still replacing pre-recorded things they used to say in universities and books on left wing politics and law about underlying structures that so far
a pre-recorded track I'm just trine take off your clothes All I'm saying is... let it ride Cuz you're the beat You're The Beat You're The Beat You're The Beat
Instantly overwhelmed with prerecorded memories I feel the flush when I remember the last time I saw you You are a voice that gets stuck in my head You are
live or pre-recorded I see clear your team distorted, this is much more than a performance Just show up for your enjoyment, this is something I been born
and done for Who buys beats with the hook pre-recorded Who got the mix that sound like shit down the toilet Where the fake gangsters with B.B. guns
through these forms don't help my form The more I've got to deal with the norm The narrative is distractive, pre-recorded Engineered to outlive any mortal
the only reason I haven't stopped singing is because you haven't told me to But this is a prerecorded message so you couldn't even do it if you wanted to But
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