Ully - Empire Remix (Kids of the Apocalypse) lyrics

No mainstream,number one single, not radioactive I'm acid And the opposite of Kendrick, I'm a m.a.a.d. kid Good city, could really spaz on all the spazzes But I can't afford to take sabbaticals With flows thaaat sick Try not to crack, scratch at my neck for that fix Tyrone Biggums with the mind of a math wiz Which means I've seen the median I'm above average Going on tangents Expanding parabolas as a habit Like UConn, I'm getting my hoop on Trying to catch the dream Track the seams to knock the ball outta the park And back my team People with the direction of compa**es to achieve serene Some have bad connections They can't catch the stream Meanwhile I pull numbers outta the game to maintain In the mainframe Fixing wires to make a sane brain But the argument is sane's lame And the rats would rather have an electric shock Than to stay same People at the top with the law don't trust the rest of us Emperors and empresses Trying to impress us Not with charm but with marks Not like grades more like dark Kept down in the dungeon parts We finish before we start Pour our hearts into it Using spades to mine that diamond Trying to get into the club where the lion's share is mine But what of dying? What's another way to spend time with our livelinesses Buy expensive shiny things And block the gates to our possessions? That's a lot to position We're taught not to listen No wonder we don't all convince each other that a lot is missin' The peasants at the bottom Spent the whole time swapping debts Making dents in nagging totals When the man came to collect And inspect whether the peasant was living his or her life correct An invasion of privacy one had come to expect When the private ones were down on their luck and sunk The quiet monks went to get high and drunk To get lifted And forget about the debt and the payments Ranting and raving over their infinite playlist When the keeper of the cosmos Took their consciousness away Their lives were just a chain of unexplained phases So strange is the human trying to touch free Oh why oh why do we obey when we can just be I wanna try all of it The dichotomous biologist, cycloptic psychologist Cognizant of the psy-ops I'm in Unwittingly building an empire to get higher But where am I to go When I feel the lick of the hellfire There's no high, no low, no lost, no won And "what have we done?" Turns into "What have we done?!?"