NewTech
New tech got a handset, smart phone with an intellect
It's got voice command, it's got face rec'
And it unlock with your fingerprint
New tech, television set and that shit connect to the internet
It's got a webcam, it's got Skype and that
Is it watching me or am I watching it
I stay connected to the Christ Conscious grid
I keep my soul on fleek, my whole aura been unique
You can hear it when I speak, you can see it in my eyes
I never told a fib no I never told a lie
I keep my ear to the street and my head in the sky
Word to God, imma stay fly till I die
See through a spy when I melt a disguise
Niggas crumble in the heat like a batch of French fries
I cut the soul ties
If you feel it in your mind you should put it to the test
Watch it manifest off the grind
Fill my chest full of air, feel it creeping up my spine
Sucked the love out her breast, and I learned of her design
But I had to pay attention a fine
This remains the cost when you fuck with the divine
I had to hurry up I was running out of time
Caught the bullet train, paid a fee
Headed to the top of the heap where the best don't sleep
And the strong ain't weak, the deluxe ain't cheap
And you work for the Jeep, where the fake can't creep
'cause the hill too steep for their tiny ass feet
New tech, not a Rolex but this time piece will catch your interest
'cause it check my breath and it count my steps
As it's tracking me with that GPS
New tech, in that new Lex' and I'm driving drunk, I ain't even vexed
I just let it cruise (what) peruse the set
And I don't stop for cops it's a predicament
I'm stuck in this time continuum, only making minimum
On level 89, I'm tryna survive
I stick my hand inside the bee hive to feed the whole tribe
Ayo my nigga Killer'Clown I'm still alive
I still kick it with my bad leg till they check the rhyme
Put me in your top 5
There he goes again making claims that's ridiculous
He should only be on MTV if it's with Rob Dyrdek
It's not enough to only try
I'm fucking life until the day I die, or she cries
Get target with the Spyware, you couldn't hide there
Put you to the dare you're getting scared
Pulling out the hair on your aluminum head
New tech, please don't step on my creps
'cause I'll turn a man into a train wreck
'cause they worth your paycheck, absorb my sweat
And they lace themselves, I don't ever stress
Ayo new tech, better stand correct
'cause I'm on some shit that you ain't used to yet
And it's Indigoat, you know I rep' my set
And Iapetus man we just had to connect
It's got voice command, it's got face rec'
And it unlock with your fingerprint
New tech, television set and that shit connect to the internet
It's got a webcam, it's got Skype and that
Is it watching me or am I watching it
I stay connected to the Christ Conscious grid
I keep my soul on fleek, my whole aura been unique
You can hear it when I speak, you can see it in my eyes
I never told a fib no I never told a lie
I keep my ear to the street and my head in the sky
Word to God, imma stay fly till I die
See through a spy when I melt a disguise
Niggas crumble in the heat like a batch of French fries
I cut the soul ties
If you feel it in your mind you should put it to the test
Watch it manifest off the grind
Fill my chest full of air, feel it creeping up my spine
Sucked the love out her breast, and I learned of her design
But I had to pay attention a fine
This remains the cost when you fuck with the divine
I had to hurry up I was running out of time
Caught the bullet train, paid a fee
Headed to the top of the heap where the best don't sleep
And the strong ain't weak, the deluxe ain't cheap
And you work for the Jeep, where the fake can't creep
'cause the hill too steep for their tiny ass feet
New tech, not a Rolex but this time piece will catch your interest
'cause it check my breath and it count my steps
As it's tracking me with that GPS
New tech, in that new Lex' and I'm driving drunk, I ain't even vexed
I just let it cruise (what) peruse the set
And I don't stop for cops it's a predicament
I'm stuck in this time continuum, only making minimum
On level 89, I'm tryna survive
I stick my hand inside the bee hive to feed the whole tribe
Ayo my nigga Killer'Clown I'm still alive
I still kick it with my bad leg till they check the rhyme
Put me in your top 5
There he goes again making claims that's ridiculous
He should only be on MTV if it's with Rob Dyrdek
It's not enough to only try
I'm fucking life until the day I die, or she cries
Get target with the Spyware, you couldn't hide there
Put you to the dare you're getting scared
Pulling out the hair on your aluminum head
New tech, please don't step on my creps
'cause I'll turn a man into a train wreck
'cause they worth your paycheck, absorb my sweat
And they lace themselves, I don't ever stress
Ayo new tech, better stand correct
'cause I'm on some shit that you ain't used to yet
And it's Indigoat, you know I rep' my set
And Iapetus man we just had to connect
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