We're here to

Bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

We see through

Repetitive etiquette and the highly unoriginal

We're here to

Bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

They will lose

Check it out now

This is a necessary change from the grim simple and plain

Gotta exercise that brain to break the chain pain is a part of gain

No need to explain

We innovate to generate an intricately interwoven tapestry

Of musical and ethical epiphanies

The industry is minimal

I'm on an awesome lesson with an angle

That can take it all the way to where the sun is

Like a runner loving running

Sun I'll turn it through a simple simile

Simple sentiment adrenaline is coming back

I'm in the innercity, where they die to be a superstar

I'd rather be a galaxy

But how you see is so dependent on the medicine the rhetoric

And how inventive any second of your thinking is

I'm sitting at the brink of this

World is all asleep and I have no apologies

I breathe

Keep my sight on what we ride on

Let bygones be bygones

The migraines don't sidetrack

My final destination nothing rivals predetermination

To exterminate the germination

Of a nation that accepts anything that's thrown in its fat face

'cause when there's nothing left

There's no more point to the rat race

We don't waste a minute of the day

Hope you can figure what I'm saying

Finna send it all way to another stage

A creative alternative rated and greater

The crazy maniac, melodies gettin all up in your face, wait

Success ain't only based on self esteem

It takes a sense to differentiate between

Whats yours and someone else's dreams

I felt the screams climbing up my cold spine

Saying now's, the time, gotta give it all my energy

To get rid of the enemy I said it's so

We're here to

Bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

We see through

Repetitive etiquette and the highly unoriginal

We're here to

Bring the people and the music and the movement all together now

They will lose

'cause music ain't good if it ain't got style

Sick of the same old thing

Free us and touch what we can't see

Twist that knife and watch him bleed

Lost inside its way too deep

Someone choke me

Help me breathe

With nothing but space

In front of my face

I’m no longer running in place