Baba Brinkman - Fame In The Brain lyrics

So many theories of human nature to choose from So many competing agendas spinning illusions So many incentives not to let the truth come Six million ways to lie, choose one Humans aren't just culture-bearing blank slates Our psychology has an innate landscape So don't treat a mountain range like a pancake That's like tryin' to stop a bleeder with a band-aid As a rapper I'm just tryin' to get a fan-base And it won't happen if I s** like a lamprey I'm not a scientist, baby, I just translate So don't trust me 'cause I'm on a fame campaign So how does it feel to be cla**ed with other species Of mammals, and find yourself with an order, family, and genus Like bats and rhesus monkeys? If your reaction is squeamish Remember, just 'cause I said it, you don't have to believe it I said "Xenophobia can be traced back to diseases" You could say "But I hate immigrants for good rational reasons" Perhaps then we've reached an impa**able disagreement But that's why the scientific method is genius Ooh the scientific method, it's the scientific method You can try to just reject it and deny that it's impressive But you'll find that it's an excellent device to get your message Into minds, if you consent to have your hypothesis tested So if you find evolutionary psych just offensive You can whine and just try to say "oh, it's violent and it's s**ist" And accuse evolutionists of biasing their efforts That's called "non-compliance with the scientific method" You can say my information is wrong, or maybe not Maybe my interpretation of information is wrong But c'mon, all I'm really tryin' to do is make some songs I'm just tryin' to get a whole lot of people singin' along Why? 'Cause I find that when I'm thinkin' my thoughts And verbalizin' them, when I say it just right they get caught Up in your mind just like a virus, and since I was the source You recognize me and that's how I get the things that I want Humans aren't just culture-bearing blank slates Our psychology has an innate landscape So don't treat a mountain range like a pancake That's like tryin' to stop a bleeder with a band-aid As a rapper I'm just tryin' to get a fan-base And it won't happen if I s** like a lamprey I'm not a scientist, baby, I just translate So don't trust me 'cause I'm on a fame campaign For me the manipulation of words is just a game But it's a game that's influential in some interesting ways 'Cause when I listen to lyricists and hear just what they're saying It's like their aim is to infiltrate the filters in my brain In a way you could say that's the definition of "fame" Not a physical state, just an impression that remains Encoded as information in the conscious mental plane A repetition of a repetition that proliferates But the pattern of proliferation isn't arbitrary It's an honorary version of Charles Darwin's theory Of differential replication, but with your thoughts and queries 'Cause when people talk, notice how the uptake varies So hip-hop songs are domesticated commentaries That evolve by solving problems in conflict areas They carry us along, kinda like dromedaries Domesticated by Arabs in response to water scarcity All these cultural variants reproduce in our minds But our minds were designed by evolution to blind us To the truth if lies help us reproduce and survive That's why falling out of love is always truly surprising And that's why I love rap, but I'm a student of science 'Cause science is the only system that humans have devised That lets us step outside of our huge thick biases And view the world as it is unfalsified Humans aren't just culture-bearing blank slates Our psychology has an innate landscape So don't treat a mountain range like a pancake That's like tryin' to stop a bleeder with a band-aid As a rapper I'm just tryin' to get a fan-base And it won't happen if I s** like a lamprey I'm not a scientist, baby, I just translate So don't trust me 'cause I'm on a fame campaign