Sims - Tape Deck lyrics

(Baby I'm all... Minneapolis, in the midwest) Put the tape in the tape deck Yo put the tape in the tape deck I don't wanna be apart of your workforce I don't wanna be apart of your problem Welcome to the tired generation of plyered patients Freedom tossed pennies, the Regan-omical waste kids But look at me, broken link Off every socialite's token bling Thinkin' I'ma change it (I don't want your holidays) My name is: Sims Freedom fighter right accepting cat's cradle Doomtree: That's the phat label (Yeah) So hang from your halo But I spin modern you dockers Not tryin' to graduate To a craft-matic adjustable office Turn your brain waves on and off like water faucets I'm astonished Stompin' through the modern process So I rally round stone throwers My bones' colder than ice bergs Titanic havoc breakin' Shop for Chryslers Twice burned For advice learned Before I met hesitation Open visitation for a dead generation So wake the f** up! I'm runnin' outta patience Wake the f** up! You're sleep walkin' Wake the f** up! (Come on man, listen to this sh**) (Wake up) We were born agitators ________ apathy Half of me wishes Outta this smilin' catastrophe But I got my 9mm mouth of blasphemy 12 steps to begin a better self But the ladder collapsed on me Casually humanity Become a casualty Of laughing mastery And mental masterpiece But the pieces spit out my mouth Like faulty orthodontics Unorthodox phonics And chronic smoke Choke on autopilot I'll free the palm pilots Disperse from universities What's worse Meaning isn't surfacing Time to face it How can y'all take the day straight Without a purpose to chase? There's more to life Than grades, work, and graves Put the tape in the tape deck Yo put the tape in the tape deck (My life, my life, my life's a f**ing mess. Minneapolis) Next year I might be 25 light beams Ahead of myself Be 25 cents richer Depending on my shelf Ain't what it seems But I got one to be So save up a f** For the agitated seats Smashing piggy-bank dreams Saturated breed Soaked in fat and granite Rallied on this planet Next to the blaze That we didn't raise (We didn't start the fire) We saw the flames and fanned it Now I'm annexed to vex Manic panic status I got next Anti up your war machine Mechanics pension checks They out they right mind (Out the right mind) I threw a left cause Just to stop the motive Duly noted As I throw my clear thoughts in their gear box It's like there's one typewriter And a million f**in' xerox So save those peer props About bill gods and get rocked Cuz' you got steered loss Put the tape in the tape deck (I crank the mix tape and wait for the break) Yo put the tape in the tape deck (I crank the mix tape and wait for the break) I just don't think you're good that's all (I crank the mix tape and wait for the break) (Minneapolis) [x4] I crank the mix tape and wait for the break Just to drown out in the city of lakes I don't wanna be apart of your workforce I don't wanna be apart of your problem I don't wanna be apart of your workforce So I guess I'll be that thorn in your side (I dunno, that master might be...) (I have to start all over again. It that the damnedest thing? Loneliness. Did ya know that loneliness will k** you deader than a .357 Magnum? Did ya know that?) This is a song about