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replicator (of futurology) - virus كلمات الأغنية

oooh, for this wee cheeky run, the new

[verse 1]
the sun’s barely risen and my [?] hit the pillow yet
and i’m no even wreck, just a heavy stress mess
tryna correct every l of the collective human ent-ty
use alchemy to reconstruct a mistake to prosperity
sick of my ident-ty, sick of every individual lie that i administrate is a wrestle with the uncertainty of tryna fit fixed goals into this transient place
i can’t [?] the feel etched on my face
like i tell a funny discipline or a mind-f-ck
what was i saying there? [?] mind f-cked
today’s headlines: war, death, crime, debt, more or less what they meant by breaking news
psychological war used for breaking you
heel consumer, come gulp down our truth, ahhhh
there’s no booze you can brew that can soothe this bruise
no product you can purchase that’s not worthless, turgid
i’m all f-cked up out, scream and shout, crushing out doubt sent to your mouth
misinterpret the misinformation
baby, you’re so cynical, let’s take a dystopian vacation into the lives that others live on a day to day basis
write witty aphorisms and ask for a payment
these intellectually vacant nihilist c-nts should take a run and jump and f-ck off, back up or mum
i’ve heard enough about your struggles with the boy
it’s funny the questions you ask and the ones that you avoid
tell me do you ever wonder if your penchant for the dramatic is a byproduct of the fact that you live your life static, p-ssive and selfish, just searching for justification to do nothing without having a shoulder to blame?
with great privilege, comes dope responsibility
you’re pointing holes at the scaffold and acting like it’s a victory

[chorus]
i think that we can see that it’s just f-cked up
i’m searching for solutions in our dumb luck
dumbstruck by these c-nts that’s interest
i guess i’ll invest in investment

i think that we can see that it’s just f-cked up
i’m searching for solutions in our dumb luck
dumbstruck by these c-nts that’s interest
i guess i’ll invest in investment

[verse 2]
so where do we go from here? well i don’t know, man
but my last plan is to bury my f-cking head in the sand
and if nothing is original and everything’s a remix, then surely there’s some previous knowledge that we can reject
this whole society’s based on manipulation
could all skeptics please report to evil battle stations?
it’s amazing watching you trip over your moral comp-ss, trying not to offend anyone, sh-t
if i spit every possible slur, your support for free speech becomes an incomprehensible blur
how does that work? can’t we all just get along
well we will once the awkward conversations are done
since when did logic and reason become a f-cking taboo?
must have missed the memo, now it’s half-truths and a bad mood
man, move, either get out of the rut or stay silent and acknowledge that n0body gives a f-ck
it’s not tough love, it’s tough luck, and you’re responsible
i don’t expect everyone to get through everything on their own
but don’t make me talk you through a meditation and it’s also patronizing that makes you question my statements
i’ll get you heavy raging, you’re depressing, patient, watch what i’m aiming
i’ll break faith on a daily just to save face
can’t help but feel a little bit mental these days, t–tering on the precipice of benevolence or pestilence

[chorus]
i think that we can see that it’s just f-cked up
i’m searching for solutions in our dumb luck
dumbstruck by these c-nts that’s interest
i guess i’ll invest in investment

i think that we can see that it’s just f-cked up
i’m searching for solutions in our dumb luck
dumbstruck by these c-nts that’s interest
i guess i’ll invest in investment

[verse 3]
see how they say it’s hard to see the forest for the flames
well it’s hard to see utopia superimposed in your stupid face
wake up and smell the subjectivity
your anecdotal evidence ain’t account of the scientific literacy
honestly i don’t respect your opinion
so go preach your religion to a civilian dumb enough to listen or too polite to tell you to f-ck off
i used to be kind but [?] burnt my hands red raw, so i tore it off and used it to l-sso the bigger picture so c-nts could bang my head against it and list scripture
i spit sick in the figures of the rising death toll while you extoll the virtues to keep the reform slow
ahh, f-ck sake, i’m getting bored now, so please gather ‘round for a showdown
i reckon if i don’t make it with this rap sh-t, i won’t worry ‘cause i’ve got a plan to move past it
trade in investments of the derivative markets, algorithmically highjack it, make millions and start 3d-printing sp-ceships and weaponry and head-off into the uncertainty of being a sp-ce pioneer and mental case

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