Brother Ali - Digital Age lyrics

[Verse 1] Living in a time where life is cyber You the type to think that everything you pry is your two cents up in a cypher You just need to quietly admire my desire Get inspired by a higher form of life or just retire A riot's only fire, it's the ingredients inside of you Wood you, tiger I'm Mike Tyson, I'm iron Meaning you say you would, when I only say that I am And my universe is only too adverse, there's no trying Sci-fi pioneering, scientific tie-in A falsified environment, you save your life with a right click You dogs high and mindless on the mic and when I'm lying You can stop me then, you're not even excited to recite it [Verse 2] Worlds colliding, your rhetoric is silly And I ain't hustling, I'm building, ain't a thing that's built quickly Could only be, dim see, you could dress it up pretty But a weak foundation, I could break you with my pinkie Sniffing up all the blow, getting your body swole But I look inside your eyes and I can know your hallowed soul Lying to yourself from the moment you press go You brought it on your own, you're only known for what you own, yah Chain is gorgeous, but you didn't make it And your d** are flawless, but you didn't create it Then your clothes are immaculate, but you were born naked We all die, our legacy the only thing we take with [Verse 3] Listen now, we're living through this digital age Even though you ain't locked up in no physical cage Still gon' need to see your way all through that mental maze Each new innovation puts us deep inside a case Picked up all the scriptures and I flipped through every page Looking for some proof that these are not the end of days Every single sacred relevation's been displayed Only thing that ain't been happened yet, the dead have not been raised You forever pa**ing, 'til my paths are made of pa**ion My intoxicated, toxic break your thoughts you couldn't fathom You gon' get the gat [?], you earned it, up up and at 'em Like the first man on that planet, out the bad sh** that done happened [Verse 4] I'm doing really really well, living in a minute in hell, like it's a citadel Where the million listeners under my spell, so they couldn't even tell Anytime the ignorant prevail, I skip bail and and end up tipping the scale That rude truth still get telled, keep on lifting up, prevail My soul, too gold, too broad to fail and it isn't for sale Even with the pressure to prevail, I shall not crack like the Liberty Bell And in the days and months to come, I say it once so listen up well Y'all are selling nature heaven for a digital hell