Afronaut - Mainstream (Turning Point) lyrics

Hook (Devoseph): It's always so mainstream It's always the same thing All y'all just replaying What all y'all keep on saying [x2] Bridge (Devoseph): So turn your point to hip-hop [x2] Verse 1 (Devoseph): I'm so sick of hearing the clicks and the cheerin' Of the depiction in the mirror when listenin' to the lyrics You're not a thug, you don't do d** You do give 2 f**s with your 2 cents, huh? Is that really what you're callin' music? Here comes a lunatic Every time it comes on I have to pause it or mute it I won't fall for a nuisance who claims they ball every few seconds Before you lose that head of yours, Imma teach y'all a few lessons Drugs, deal you, women, steal you Guns, k** you, nothin', heals you You were brought up with the mind state That you needed to be another stat in the crime rate You even copy every single thing that I say Because you've been copying Lil Wayne since before the Carter V days He usually f**s you sideways, with this sunshine that you can't even take away When the sky's grey, you might say I'm such a hypocrite, but you really need to listen in I'll fix an ambitioned mix of rappers, I'm like Eminem "slicka Slim Shady, I'm sick of him" Y'all just picnickin' on every single one of his victims, kids Go back before Snoop got sick of gin Before Ellen DeGeneres got sick of men! Bridge (Devoseph): So turn your point to hip-hop Hook (Devoseph & Afronaut): It's always so mainstream It's always the same thing All y'all just replaying What all y'all keep on saying [x2] Bridge (Devoseph & Afronaut): So turn your point to hip-hop (turn your point to hip-hop [x2]) All y'all just replaying What all y'all keep on saying (turn your point to hip-hop [x3]) Hook (Devoseph & Afronaut): It's always so mainstream It's always the same thing All y'all just replaying What all y'all keep on saying [x2] Verse 2 (Afronaut): Uh, turn your point to hip-hop And I'll make you hear everything as every single disc drops Hah, you won't be saying nothin' when in the air you've heard 3 pops Of gun shots towards the blood clots of the moon aiming to k** industry disc jock's With big co*ks and big balls to fight back against a straight flock Of wicked cops with gangsta props and movements like an alien crop A murdering drop right near a pit stop might have you falling off like lottery slots Smokin' the pot, dissing these thots, of the mainstream, yeah we hating, on these big shots Just f** off Iggy, you here today and gone tomorrow You causing sorrow in the hearts of many children Telling them to look and act fake just to get a million A gazillion of women look up to you just like a demigod But you're really not, just another who*e of hip-hop, a federal fraud I pray out lawd that all of these flawed people that are brainwashed by the media Get help with themselves, mind, body, and soul, and hope they don't got hemiplegia Hook (Devoseph & Afronaut): It's always so mainstream It's always the same thing All y'all just replaying What all y'all keep on saying Bridge (Devoseph & Afronaut): So turn your point to hip-hop (turn your point to hip-hop [x3]) [x2] So turn your point to hip-hop!