[Verse 1] I've been a real proper bit chomper Leaning on my locker looking for the glitch Since forever, never fit Heavy steeper, filter through the blades for scales Moccasins are swimming too Forbidden fruit, they're kidding you Just k**ing all the kid in you I get into the wildest Style is off the stylus Never listened to the mild guiding all these blind pilots That's fifty shades of beige Fifty shades of pumpkin spice Fifty ways of throwing shade on something bright I was different I was surfing on the rain where it's purple Only corners cut, making squares into circles The whole idea was so neutered Commuter in a stupor suit OK Computer, stupid future Well, they're so removed Straight out of the catalog Middle of the mall sh** I came from the battle fog an*log snake-bit Just might be the light to impress upon your insight This is what happens when you feed him after midnight [Hook] I want you to say something different for me Wake up, all you do is play dumb I want you to say something different for me Play dumb, but I want you to wake up [Verse 2] I was always too weird for the cool ones Too smart for the dope ones Cut bait found woke ones We made our own, something out the box Something we could rock Found some ply, found some parts No comply, grinding, coping 'til it sparks Then I used the watts, flipped the future shock to something useful Before the shoe could drop Before the coup de grace Been around since the beta Made some layups, missed some easy shots But without the fatal ones It wouldn't be the same Spin cycle spinning bum outs, can't blame the malaise But it's that same lazy blasé that gets 'em hit with the strays What to say? What to say? They're not thinking anyway I'm on the case though, separate the flavor from the mayo Felt like they were on the payroll Felt like I was getting KO'd Lights Out Paris that's my word I'm a bad flying bird I've flown into some windows, put the air back in the windpipe This what happens when a bad one goes up in flight [Hook] I want you to say something different for me Wake up, all you do is play dumb I want you to say something different for me Play dumb, but I want you to wake up [Outro] I put that on my last dying words on this beautiful earth I'm a bad flying bird Making it work