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So there's this thing It's called the theory of planned behavior You started to predict an individual's intentions to engage in a behavior At a specific time and place I don't know if you've been looking at your phones or looking at your screens, but, um Careful with your info You dealing with the new mosquito Through placebo I clutch doom Haile Selassie and Nina rolling on mushrooms It's quick with flu, I trend like Nipsey Blue I smoke a blunt, in the hurricane to get me through Examine the fact, I took Thor's hammer from Cap No silicone in the cone, this is natural rap Technology killer, I can see the sins of the center stage Since automation started when they freed the first slaves My determination was birthed from the birth from the first bet Kick an opp in his face with a steel-toed Timberland Floating through a wormhole backwards like what's the symbolism If this the end-game, directed by John Singleton We been the best since the best was a fuckin' concept Will Smith was Aladdin and the last man alive So fuck it, nigga, the last one's left, what's up Everyone wants to feel in control! In the same breath they wanna pay top dollar To be told what they like, and what they don't So it seems to me this confusion is a human error We keep allowing this to grow, the machines are gonna win I'm-I'm gonna be the first to say it My niggas forever been poor, competitive for the bread In the land where the only good president is a dead one And the only real protection is a handgun Liquor shots for the dead, homies on that red rum (yeah, yeah, yeah) And the rich get richer And we get whatever the rich get sick of And each year, we diggin' a ditch, get bigger You eat shit for dinner, your bitch get thicker Hold this in hell on the floor with a crayon Ghost in the shell, I perform in a seance I broke the spell, the thoughts that they prey on The fuckers can't control a soul full of chaos American gods, the devil is born And heaven is torn apart when I settle the score Develop the form of man that never been more different A metaphor for killin' never-before witness (uh, uh-huh) Deleting every record, you know what I mean Puttin' mind on my money, downloadin', flee the scene, clean (uh) Keep 'em busy with algorithms, making 'em dizzy (uh) Put them on game and watch how quickly the pricks will forgive me They overdid it, with no permission, they started drama Like it's the dimension where Bif is married to Marty's mama No disrespect from the disconnection, they out of power They'll come back to me in their darkest hour Everywhere I go, people that I know Tell me how I glow, my soul is a light show Since I was little, Ryan always said I was right though Cleaned his gun watching WCW Nitro The gangsta ain't tested so they figure they try more Paint theyselves in the corner then they wind up at my door Like "What up, dawg?" "How you feelin', man? What you workin' on?" The homies want the green light, they sayin' "Turn it on" A futurist gotta say it, it's obv' But in the land of technology, the hacker is God Everybody charge or church up, get the bag Hoping your social media buy your aunt's the bread, yeah Type or hype, got nihilists getting scared, yeah Better life, you fightin' but unaware, yeah Whoever new revelation is really a revelation Forget the babies waking up off of the plantation Damn! So there you have it A few different perspectives to reinforce the notion that you are not going crazy And you are not being paranoid And everything that you've been worrying about are the exact things that need to be on your mind The question is What do we do about it? You know?