Wake me up when your semester ends Time to turn those demons into friends, again When loosers win, the best are banned You put me on, i put your flesh to fangs Time to act like you've seen the end Time To reap the glown up fields again Time to dial up and set the trend My one shot won't miss the head Only at hand when nobody needs us Close your face, talk less, keep it sealed shut I'm on my way, I got the key to the grid lock Die young or be a man when your teens stop Intellect for all, multiplication not division Let's bring that to the ma**es as a personal descicion Loudness, screaching, one week, ears still itching Sounds from the basement, not the kitchen What you want? what you do with your life? You the one dying to live or the one living to die? Expect the hit. Food for thought is drug for mind Stop staring at your feet, join the race tonight TAKES MASS TO MAKE A WAVE I UNDERSTAND LIGHT I PAYED FOR ALL I HAVE I UNDERSTAND FINES THE ONES WITH MORE MOVE FAST I UNDERSTAND TIME WHAT YOU DON'T SEEM TO GRASP IS I UNDERSTAND WHY I understand the best things always end up being deadly So I even understand how staying dumb can make you happy I need my friends when I don't see what my fans see I don't have any fans, just friends I caught clapping I understand life's is a race, rounds finite Time is money, make it rain, time flies I got two fingers on the pulse of the zeitgeist Might end up making history, for a high price The eraser of your thoughts is speaking loud now b**h Your paper is a fraud you haven't found out sh** If There's nothing left to learn, burn the house down quick I hope you read this trough before you shout out kids I'm possessed, but i don't own that yet Don't need a second chance, not blown the first one yet I'm bold these days Like blown up text I'm a digital monk but I don't get to know that yet TAKES MASS TO MAKE A WAVE I UNDERSTAND LIGHT I PAYED FOR ALL I HAVE I UNDERSTAND FINES THE ONES WITH MORE MOVE FAST I UNDERSTAND TIME WHAT YOU DON'T SEEM TO GRASP IS I UNDERSTAND WHY Saved me a seat at the sidelines of plutocracy No need to put me on, I'm too busy with these songs I sing I'm working on a mind that has me feeling good to be Working for the time youre asking what is wrong with me Who am I? I'm the smartest nobody Tired of being chased by the ones that don't run it Tired of Making change for the ones that don't want it I am the ghost that they won't summon I am the ghost that they won't summon I am the host of the cold blooded Can't be measured, Can't be owned, honey I am a treasure, I don't know money 2x