Deltron 3030 - Memory Loss lyrics

Ay, you try to get over, yer gonna go under What'd that fool say? I said you try to get over, yer gonna go under... ...literally It's 3030 man, I ain't got time to be wasting tiiiime on slow pokes I want y'all ta get open like the ocean Brothers be buggin' like "He's from Oakland?" What?! I'll whoop you Insinuating we ain't capable Stupid a** n***as is gonna rape a ho A few out outta thousand my town is founding fathers of the black panthers We provide answers You don't wanna believe then yer some blind ba*tards They got you set up real good generalizing Industry's rising while energy's declining n***a's think I'm whinin' But really I don't give a sh** Cuz everybody's dying But y'all think that's the end of it That's why it's so easy to be a Benedict Or imitate Cuz they wouldn't teach you algebra when you was eight Now yer forty eight and you hate children Forgot where you came from Now yer straight illin Don't fight the feelin You better deal with it. *People have a memory loss* *Trying to get over* <---x3 -You try to go over yer gonna go under *Trying to get over imma go for mine* Peep It don't matter what you do or say Try to get away but imma catch ya Wanna compare yourself to them Well guess what homeboy? You don't match up I'm my own individual so I know it isn't true just because you say it is Cuz anything that's true God proves That ain't you It's simply just the way it is Sing: (Sean Lennon) Looking up, the sky is red -Word City's burning overhead -Flame on baby You can make the best of it -I'm glad to be In this post-apocalypse -Right on *People have a memory loss* *Trying to get over* <--- x3 -That's for you fake brothers tryin' to get over. Word. *Trying to get over imma go for mine* I'm on some real sh**, so real brothers feel this Cuz we know reality is crazy That's why nothin' amaze me Look in the past You might have to go farther than the book in your cla** My n***as cooking some crack and moms get the first hit That's okay with you? That's okay with me I'm not here to judge the way you be I got my own complications The government shoot us rations Plantations is man labor For five bucks for hourly intervals I get a g for that So believe when I spit to you it's givin back Don't think I'm living that dream When the I.R.S. repossess most of your cream It's like I dream when I die I wake up See all the people I disrespected and try to make up It's praise to the creator Relate to nature! *People have a memory loss* *Trying to get over* <--- x3 *People have a memory loss* *Trying to get over imma go for mine*