Hysteria - 21st Century lyrics

21st Century [Verse 1: Sleeky Junior] To the point at the get go; Do I press? Do I push? Do I let go? Eye on the charts, sound doesn't sound appealing; Mind on the States, thinking "what's up with the k**ing?"; Now to the beat, told em boys Ima k** it; Shaking up the game, finer pieces out the bottle; The remainder in the bottle? Overtime they topple; Work hard, tell the Talk "Charlie keep settled"; Trying not to raise an issue on the verse; But the world's been a s**er for the controversy; (see) how the music's in the wrong hands; How we're looking for the art, but they're giving bands; And how young love The feeling- touchy touchy hands; And how it's money over love- fussy fussy hands; I, Am young man I'm not judging; I wanna run homie, less jogging; [Hook: Ledi] Tell me what to say, what to say; Tell me what to say no more; Living on the end of today; 21st century; Tight jeans and cellphones don't k** us no more; Fists up, we're screaming, "WON'T TAKE THIS NO MORE" [Verse 2: Sleeky Junior] I got the ball in my hands, my homies wanna bat; I told them boys that we'll make it, they don't wanna bet; Do they see me coming or they got a lazy eye? Should we be getting into debt for a couple "i's"; Listen to me speaking like I'm not a guilty party; Heart wants, all you gotta do is ey it buddy; I got a couple boys sweating, we not gym buddies; Homie made it better with me, he's a pimp buddy; Hypocritical generation a silly label; Everybody sinning, don't you gimme silly labels; It's funny how we got gravity through a fallen apple; Yeah I'm falling, getting ready for a bigger jump; Bump- to the sound that I'm putting up; Up; did you say you sitting at the top? Funny, how I've heard that in a couple rhymes; How many tops can we fill, one at a time? [Hook] Tell me what to say, what to say; Tell me what to say no more; Living on the end of today; 21st century; Tight jeans and cellphones don't k** us no more; Fists up, we're screaming, "WON'T TAKE THIS NO MORE" [Bridge: Ledi] k**ing us slowly, No air to breathe; Momma I'm sorry, I failed the team; Didn't think I'd fall in my dreams Keep me from hearing these things We don't have a key to our treasures Our lights are the measures 21st Century things; [Hook x2]