[Intro]
Can a robot write a symphony?
Can a robot turn a canvas into a beautiful masterpiece?
Can you?
They say real rap is dead
I say, 'Look around, we're at the golden era
We're in the golden age'
[Verse 1: RDC West]
The year I was born
AI was the answer
Talk' 'bout practice, microplastics, and cancer
I treat fast fashion like performance enhancements
I'm all natty
Designer drug dealer, Christian Dior crackie
CDC, y'all a bad fever
Smack DVD, chat EBT, all the food stampies
What's a moon landing to a true Apache
What's a Hawk Tuah to a sharpshootеr, Houston Aggie
Who's askin'?
Too savage, boom bappin'
Who's rapping?
New classics, doing backflips
Who's yappin'?
Don't gеt too attached
Lose that bitch, do it fast, move past it
Anything you imagine
Neural network, data mapping
I'm just chasing my distraction
The world is yours
All based on your reaction
Look into the light as I point you to the camera
Action
[Verse 2: Foxy]
Passion
That true love, the craft that you been lackin'
Going rogue so you know there's bonus on these actions
Only thing keep you going is the reaction
Take one look and the ending is tragic
Chasing foxtails, sipping cocktails
Running out of stories to tell
Reading off the Javascript, sounding robotic
Doing anything you can to keep up the optics
4T's on the path of failure to true passion
Transmission, put yourself in gear so you can listen
To transition to a better state of body and mind
Even when the fans refuse to listen
Transgression, don't let them walk over you
Or you gon', you gon' need a transfusion
Blend together the real and the illusions, no confusion
Follow up, less you preferring these contusions
Watch the story lead to the proper
Conclusions
[Verse 3: ask the storyteller]
A S K
Ok, lemme black out real quick, yeah
I'm Kawhi Leonard, the two ways I'm 'bout to body this
Emptying clips is essential
I know my words consequential
I got my bars as credentials
Experience the action potential
I move through life like a force ghost
I must've been a Jedi
AI is a sickness
I done said this since I yea high
So nice of you to pass by
A blip up in my mind's eye
I done experienced the world
I done flew through all the blue skies
Listen 47, mission finished, bye bye
Jewish, Christian, Hindu, Muslim
Yeah, we all die
So while y'all buy 'em new kicks just to stay fly
I rather choke a prince, royal blue, with his neck tie
I'm talking down with the system
Yeah they all sinnin'
Who the fuck winnin'
Seekin' deep under the linen
Huh
The audience shrieks and find a llama head
Gemini, Meta warning, I'll be there
It's not a matter of Qwen, quantities, equality, prayer
I'm like Kweli quality, my soul a quarry for them
Melatonin dreaming
My melanin a Dalian gem
Sasparilla, it better be Godzilla intense
Toe to toe with King Kong Gorilla
Warfare tip toeing, body bag, ballerina
Nightmare, Black swan, black hole
Got my sight there
They say dive in when it's deep
So I just practice what they preach
And if else is for each switch
Statements replacin' neuron activation and poetic speech
Then count me out
Then count me out
[Outro: ask the storyteller]
Uh, okay
Let me black out real quick
Been a couple minutes
I done talked my shit
So I'ma do it for the likes and get paid out
Action
Do it for the camera
Then I fade out
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