“I wrote 3.0 thinking about how much technology has inspired our lives.”

Song Title: 3.0

3.0

Undisclosed visit from the reaper of death

Spirit standing still reviving souls out of their chests

3.0 it ain’t come out yet

Cloaked outfits in organ selling houses

Welcome to the internet your true shadow

By the hand of a pharaoh about face the tarot

Infinite capabilities programs are changing me

Cause of my inability machines are replacing me

Write albums on my phone then i build the buzz

Sell schools my cards while their strung out on drugs

This the coldest winter yet you better follow the rules

Cause you ain’t being saved like the city of fools

Hang bank executives who starve the poor

Make a 100 mil a year and they complain about sports

Shut down their apparatus by the swing of the pendulum

Hoffman device then mail their fingers in envelopes

Chorus:

Log on

3.0

Update

3.0

Restart

3.0

Ya'll Shutdown

3.0

This the new firmware that will update the driver

Recorded thoughts Usb or Firewire

Catch me kids yo I'm all over the internet

Mindkilla.com Myspace Youtube

Hide behind another world escapism

My viruses are problems like autism

This shit ain't 24 you can't crack the firewall

We need hackers not soldiers to end the wars

What is V environment going green

Start recycling exercise cycling

3.0 eliminate toxic emissions

Where you find us broadcasting in the kitchen

studying predictions to uncloud our visions

Like a asteroid could crash and leave us finished

2029 Don't be afraid of your design

The hard drive is fried

Chorus:

Log on

3.0

Update

3.0

Restart

3.0

Ya'll Shutdown

3.0

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“I wrote Data Chips thinking about how I live for this art form on an every day basis”

Song Title: Data Chips

Data Chips

Molded a believer to the throne of the angels

Releasing doses that are fatal in the hospital stable

I'm an organ donor if my life is a goner

Or a little bit of powder buried in a revolver

Bullets blast threw the skull unsuspectingly

The soldiers who march on battle grounds intentionally

Album is sick so like Garbage it will get pushed

You'll have to duck them shoes like Bush

Splattered oil fields scattered shields

hormones in meals uncovering seals

In a cathedral I kneel

New York's grandest Double Edge tandem

Lock your ankle like Angle I master lock

Career's in shambles

Parable of variables cannibals

phantom moves the panther's loose

Vote for him or poverty you choose

I'm out of despair I'm bottling air

I'm losing my hair for death I'm prepared

Chorus:

This is my lifestyle

Chip implanted in this child

Drinking that Nai Cha

Concocting these new styles

And they say And they say

Around us they all crowd

Repeat 3X

They crowd around to view the bearer of the cross of hip hop

Cause for concern when record shops are not a pit stop

Mom and pop stores gone lost to major chains

  Digitized age businesses feel the pain

Artists can succeed on their own and buy a home

Record labels scared their losing greats so they chase

Online distribution they wanna sue

Even Eminem lost his case against itunes

I do my thing record albums in my studio

sell em online keep the profits also moving them

At shows at my job on the streets this is deep

Anything I gain i’m closer to notoriety

If no one buying me go back create better product

Ya'll know me my anthology the first letter comet

And still haven’t stop always live up to my pressure

Cause this music lives and dies in my bloodstream forever

Chorus:

This is my lifestyle

Chip implanted in this child

Drinking that Nai Cha

Concocting these new styles

And they say And they say

Around us they all crowd

Repeat 3X

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