CunninLynguists - Get Ignorant (instrumental) lyrics

[V1 - NATTI] Do I gotta get ignant and show my pigment on the job? Slap the darkest part of my hands across jaws? These days and times with jobs hard to find You gotta work a salt mine or work an a**ault nine Most folks barely staying afloat through proper channels And think the rich sit with black candles and slaughter mammals And run the globe through mind control and designer sandles But life's a skinny b**h it's a struggle to get a handle I'm about to just break bad like Malcolm's dad Be Meth Boy-R-Dee with a lab and a yellow cab So I can get the white picket fence and yellow lab That American dream makes me wake up and scream It consists of old money buying shiny new things That I'ma about to break as I'm creating a scene You can use as an anthem for Kanye's tantrums Cause I'm about a thumb and a finger away from snapping Dammit! [V2 - DEACON] I'm early everyday, never took a vacation Through mandatory overtime I always stayed patient Through all the pettie dramas i'm calmer than a sloth But THE sh** don't change like if Obama would've lost I done worked my a** off for bout 20 leven years And I'm usually far from anything that Heaven fears But I'm feelin off kilter, nah I ain't bout to k** ya But I am about to loosen up the filter Here's you...jerkin' off to Halle Berry on the sh**ter Then firing a n***a cause he checkin' on his twitter You mad ‘cause ain't nobody taggin you in pictures? Well here's a good one of you taggin ya wife's sister Like that! I've been knowin' ways to fight back Vimeo of you sayin you don't like blacks Clearly though, full HD and in stereo Ya network's got holes my dude, cheerio! [V3 - DEACON] Success is just a thought, yet it can push us to the edge Put in our heads at an early age like the pledge Give our allegiance, while you're at it give ya souls Won't tell ya till ya grown that all that glitters ain't gold But we love to watch em race, love to watch em chase dreams So dirty ain't a cycle that could make clean Got the athletes juicin, singers gettin naked The rappers spendin' all they money before they even make it Actors scared to age shootin acid in they faces Slaves to the ratings every show is more tasteless Faithless as angels cuttin' wings from they scapula To trade it all in and be Dracula? [V4 - KNO] Genocide in east Africa, but you watchin Battlestar Galactica Fillin up the data in the back of your digital camera Taking glamorous Shots of your mammaries Surrounded by Vanity Fair magazine And stuffed animals, in a house your parents paid for Built by hand on land people slaved for Get ignorant, stay ignorant in fact get belligerent If you feel my sentiment attack Keep kicking and screaming for your sense of entitlement Flip me off with the same hand you hold the Bible with All that Botox, every cream, every vitamin Can't cover up the ignorance thats inside of you I wouldn't lie to you, it can't cover up the ignorance thats inside of you