Thirdeyeopen
Late night rhyming certified diamond not even, devil ain't getting my soul
NSA spying, citizens blinded control is the goal watch the plot unfold
Recruiting my clients Morpheus the giant, a G though about to unplug some neos
Ma' Dukes she's grieving her son needs leading, Pop Dukes took off he had somewhere to go
Enter Mr. Meechikins the son I be believing in even when snakes want to spit they flow
Shine light into dark make them hell hounds bark, hark the herald I got angels in tow
They system is designed to make you fall in line you follow suit, you're looking good you penguin
Three piece suit sporting I'm here for the pork in blankets
Don't drink the water eat the food it's dank kid
Third eye open, sun roof joking, you crazy we ain't got loot for that
You see these emcees cruising, winning but they're losing record label coming to recoup for that
We the live audience, break the noise ordinance fuzz knocking on the door waking us up
Sign of the times you can see it in the skies, Three 3's in our dreams steady waking us up
The numbers be serial, you don't really hear me though, flow so cold I see my breath in the booth
Brotha Meech the wise one, some do despise son, don't listen to him he's a crazy dude
We got the news on You Tube buzzing like a boom tube, some I'll unplug and some I'll just lose
God is good all the time, all the time, all the time God is good
He separates the real from them boys made of wood
NSA spying, citizens blinded control is the goal watch the plot unfold
Recruiting my clients Morpheus the giant, a G though about to unplug some neos
Ma' Dukes she's grieving her son needs leading, Pop Dukes took off he had somewhere to go
Enter Mr. Meechikins the son I be believing in even when snakes want to spit they flow
Shine light into dark make them hell hounds bark, hark the herald I got angels in tow
They system is designed to make you fall in line you follow suit, you're looking good you penguin
Three piece suit sporting I'm here for the pork in blankets
Don't drink the water eat the food it's dank kid
Third eye open, sun roof joking, you crazy we ain't got loot for that
You see these emcees cruising, winning but they're losing record label coming to recoup for that
We the live audience, break the noise ordinance fuzz knocking on the door waking us up
Sign of the times you can see it in the skies, Three 3's in our dreams steady waking us up
The numbers be serial, you don't really hear me though, flow so cold I see my breath in the booth
Brotha Meech the wise one, some do despise son, don't listen to him he's a crazy dude
We got the news on You Tube buzzing like a boom tube, some I'll unplug and some I'll just lose
God is good all the time, all the time, all the time God is good
He separates the real from them boys made of wood
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Writer(s): Michael Livingston
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