Shabazz Palaces - Welcome to Quazarz lyrics

[Intro] Behold the soft cyber caress My television whose my lover But jealous machines and devices Struggle to find a light switch Followers follow him, leading nowhere Possible hope of a cyber safe house Looming on the horizon behind us Moving targets, targets Moving targets for the markets For the hopeless hopelessness prescribed – coping [Verse] Yeah I’m from the United States of Amurderca myself Now we post-language baby, we talk with guns, man Guns keep us safe We don’t imagine past the image Please, you know us We k** love, we k** money, we k** money We k** grace We k** shame We k** hope We k** s** We k** pride We k** style We k** imagination We k** fresh We k** the gang We k** air We k** dope We k** dough We k** d**h (body them, here he comes) Shooting these rhymes Bottling time Falling in graces It’s the coming of ageless Turning the pages (flip) Driving them ape sh** Recording with tape hiss A glitch in the matrix Pay attention close you kids This the sh** don’t got no lid No gangster sound, no pop, no trend My k**er beat is not your friend I come to throne to stop these things I drop, they drop. they lose, we cruise I give a f** about some rules We break em’ like we broke Don’s heart I always roll the dice I’m cool Could never follow crowds, too smart I rock a big old j**el king crown My girl be in a gorgeous queen gown The filthier the word spreads round I drown these clowns through my sound Yo it’s going down (down, down) Salute the noble sound (sound, clown) I’ve been around the world ten times I got the milky way crack flow Me and my mother in Rio Focus how I pop these rhymes Lightning in a bottle Rappers, it’s a slaughter Styled up in my parlor (fresh) Dressed up in my armor Constellation squad up Mashing on the throttle I got pretty daughters All the pretty daughters holla We k** cyber We k** rich We k** time We k** cameras We k** nude We k** space We k** freedom We k**ed obsessions We k** facts We k**ed attention We k** the tension We k** pardons We k** We k** We k** [Outro] Clip love to the worldicidal maniacs High up joints rolled off the consumer cla** Dead dreams Way up at the bottom in the green towers built with the data stones Freaks of fear, drinking tears and stealing years