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tupac,spock, punk rock
Political, satirical, mind opening hip hop. It's like Tupac, Spock & punk rock in a blender.
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Genre
Charts
Peak #4,026
Peak in subgenre #326
Author
Agents of Change
Uploaded
November 27, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:42
Lyrics
When I step up on the stage, most people like "who's this
Nuisance, talking 'bout how he got the blue prints?"
What? Mr. Agent of Change, Don't want your two cents
We want the latest of plain, we want the new trends
Now for every fucking rapper talking about assault & battery
You got another yapping about cristal & mammaries
I wish they would just, skip all the yammering
Use some brain matter and dissolve the savagery
Involve some strategy, tell the sheriff call the cavalry
'Cuz this train ain't stopping 'til we evolve the galaxy
This shit's deep, while y'all live shallowly
Burned by the Lantern? Try some balm & aloe v.
Lantern, never see me flossing a chain
In my clique wearing ice? I'm crossing ya name
Off my list of confidants, so many lost in the game
It's time to bring the real shit back, I'm often ashamed
See I'm a big picture cat, who has respect for the minute
Unplugging a world content to keep their eyes glued
To the idiot box, playing into Murdoc's Insidious plot
A hideous thought
Now big Pharmaceutical, strangers with the candy man
Got us all locked on Xanny's, Prozac, & Ambien
Time to rise up, we all can be the champion
A crowded room of people? Practically a pantheon
we're all gods, I know you got a book that disagrees
You think you got the answers? You overlook the mysteries
Come sit with me, actually come swim with me
In the stream of consciousness yes we're drifting free
In the moment, the future is a distant dream
Haunted by the cravings/addictions of our instant needs
Needs, heh, really means wants
& a want nowadays is a conditioned response
My mission's to lauch, your perception to a higher plane
Without the use of hypnotism, god talk, or Ibogain
I know pain, but I also know rapture
And this right here is where the slave whips the master
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