Verse One:
Its a new world with memories erased
With little record of what has previously taken place
This planet is a small space
A ball floating that rotates
All connected by the net, that barely recognizes our face
So tell me what is fate?
We gotta craft everyday, because if not someone will
And leave it all in dismay
Where are the real ones that parlay
Spar, maylay, with verbal relays?
Above the schedule
Make everyday a payday
Neroplastic, drastic, nonstop mantras
With mezmerizing advantages attracting good karma
Chorus:
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Verse Two:
Its never to much logic and where on it, whats the problem?
Schematics crafted whether its analogue or bionic
We only live in the present but we make what happens beyond it
We leave the past where its at because once its spat
It multilplies in other lies, crafting the format
And karma comes full circle on this planet thats whirling
On a mission to maintain memories of every single person and preserve them
At other times you can see me swerving in a super car
Headed towards a bar for multilple shots of bourbon
You won't know who we are but there’s truth
In almost every subversion
Chorus:
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot
Coming out of the disadvantage, guide the mantra, fix the climate
Weather the storms turbulance like a lit pilot