[Intro]

If you do something systematically

You do it in an orderly, methodical way

Someone who systematically records his dreams is careful to write them in a notebook every single morning

You describe something that's scary, dominant [?]

Especially following the plan

[Verse 1: Info Gates]

There's an A and Z and 24 letters that's in between

Put them shits together right you might bag a mil and a queen

Take a trip to the Philippines get rich and fulfill your dreams

Or your words could be your downfall if you're faking and flexing

I never say things I don't mean to get myself attention

I use my silence as my camouflage and words as weapons

I'm constantly on the path of enlightenment and wisdom

I got more homies without college degrees than with 'em

It ain't simple to use your syntax to switch the system

It isn't quick or instant

These dividends and digits duplicate only with diligent work and persistence

Scribbling a sentence to manifest fiction into existence

Some say that talk is cheap, I say I get paid to speak

Thinking of ways to freak the English language while I take a leak

Seal the deal with women that typically make you wait a week

At least listen, every beat I'm on is like a speech-a-thon

I Cheech and Chong the whip and keep 'em calm with freedom songs

'Til the President's impeached and gone for try'na teach 'em wrong

[Bridge]

If you do something systematically

You do it in an orderly, methodical way

Someone who systematically records his dreams is careful to write them in a notebook every single morning

You describe something that scary, dominant[?]

Especially following the plan

[Verse 2: Joey Cool]

Pardon niggas, we ain't lucked up

I can back it up like a dump truck

I done been about it on the come up

I am way higher, nigga, up, up

Aye who said a nigga would fuck?

Got the shooters with 'em nigga, bluh, bluh

Like do, do, see when you used

To the new youth and give you truth

Like I'm Malcolm-X I'm about respect

I am 'bout a check, I'm around they neck

They ain't down to jet, they ain't found a jet

I gotta jet and no I'm not impressed

What the fuck are we supposed to do now?

This ain't nothing like we shed a few pounds

We done started making all these new sounds

Tryin' hard to steady bring the crew down

Now we cut 'em off, I tell 'em move 'round

I ain't stutter, I don't fuck with you clowns

Through the clutter, I be moving smooth 'round

This is butter, baby Coolie Cool

Wanna welcome to the 70s

I am Nina S with the reveling

Ain't a single one of y'all compelling me to not continue going with the melodies

[Outro]

What is a systematic relationship?

The forces of individual systems towards a single goal

The elements are one when an individual market works for an entire system

Systematic, bad habits