Microhard - Cee Lo Green Shocka locka Shit behold it is me It is the epitome of extraterrestrial Energy Experiment and enter the internals of the Inner me The art of gone and heart of stone And own's worst Enemy Intellect shapeshifta God's gift a Soul slippa Hone in on clones and blow them out of my zone International Fanatical The radical tactical movements Sounds are congruent to it Work It is what it ain't to these Infected disease Thought of automatons deceived By the deceptions indeed Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds Distorting your genes Aborting your dreams As coarse as it seems Aiyyo Work I could scream I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser beam But I fiend for the future at my finger tips One of the minor technicalities of my head trips You Better Work The Barea Soul terror Been told since stories of old Come on let's go and Then I'll show how to beat down a rhyme And wrestle a tempo Hold on tight but still let yourself go This is what I'm talking about Should I begin to spit It just like the wind Show my power take flight and quickly ascend Like a bird beating my wings To the pulse of nature Scaring spiritual devils While evoking the maker Is it wrong for me to curse In the name of right Is it wrong for me to Spit life into this mic That's all I'm asking baby How come the new millennium brings fright Something wicked approaches tonight Work It's automatic static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded complicated premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted peaceful panic Bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic Microhard It's automatic static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded complicated premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic What good is a call on the phone If you can't speak And you find it hard to breathe Paralyzed by my essence Mere presence I put forth Inherently legends record all souls of expressions Evil as evil does Better than good was A spirit of music that once was Born out of the pool of your love Baby I'm an agent with a flow That's so contagious And all and all true patience My brotha Lo told me makes for perfection While you feeling bound by this matrix That's why when it comes to protecting mine I'm a brother you can call over zealous And I lust and thrust out my staff and wet Till the motherf**kin' rains get jealous You Gotta Work It's not coincidental I use my soul For a stencil to outline the rhyme That connects machine and a mind Until the end of time the one my kind The message will now be profoundly Spoken rules are meant to be broken Therefore it's my pleasure to mentor But once learned you must learn You must yearn to discern The mechanical glitch of artificial intelligence But the consequence of your ignorance Is the reality I now see before me: "maybe in time we'll see" Don't Stop Work The degree you'll see will 'cause casualty When the codes download The truth will unfold uphold until the end 'Cause our destiny will be to win You're still free to sin within It's automatic static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded complicated premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic Microhard It's automatic static battle star galactic Microhard It's the upgraded complicated premeditated Microhard It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic Microhard It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic I am the melody The metaphoric prehistoric The pre-meaning before it Preparing for war shit Their god's only a graphic The sky's computer blue There is a moral malfunction What will the machine do to you They maliciously monopolize the mass Niggas sleep rap and f**k they surprise you last 404

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