M Phase:

Robotic noise hear the alarm beep

I used to count sheep's in my dreams now I count them all along streets

Interstate 95 to work my job from 9 to 5 even though I fiend sleep

Thinking as deep as the void above because I want to do something to express my rust

The Statue of liberty was gold at once but then shit changed like "In God We Trust"

The eye on the pyramid, the stars above, I gotta do something to express our cuffs

The eye on the pyramid, the stars above, I gotta do something to express our cuffs

But the world keeps spinning, the axis of reality captured in full sentence

The atlas of mentality living in our presence

Our sentence is in sentence just mention is rebelling

Words are prison for thoughts in the head

Chorus:

What's the point of living if we living like we were dead?

Words are prison for thoughts in the head

What's the point of living if we living like we were dead?

M Phase:

Imprisoned I've risen my living into conviction

I've shifted my position to eliminate all friction

Ending all the fiction that has ever been existent

Hope you listening; I've spoken plenty of words

While I been toking herb but never have I been missing

Never crossed my mind like a crucifix of Christians

Prophetic I glisten, Outer space mission

Just like thirteen out of orbit with the system

But now I understand, I'm a better man

With more intelligence my underhand is gone

Don't compromise my relevance for the missionary pawns

They are ignorant to the evils going on

My cerebral is lethal when it is going off

Throw a Molotov ignite the inner demon that flowing soft

My inner thoughts are Palestinian children throwing rocks

Chorus:

What's the point of living if we living like we were dead?

Words are prison for thoughts in the head

What's the point of living if we living like we were dead?