Lyrics to Drone Warfare
Today's lessons: what is the square mile distance
From me and another emcees style and persistent
Today's sessions: what's the square mile distance
From me and other emcees with style and persistence
Know the difference how I sit in this powerful position
Listen to niggas claim that their legends
Fronting like they Nikola Tesla
Technology changed the game, I'm an investor
But my soul ain't for grabs
Robo cops, they want patrol in the aves
[?] duct tape put on cam to [?] smack hoes
Now I duct tape the cam on a Mac Pro
When I'm in the kitchen when I'm whispering about stupid ass politicians, my smartphone's listening
The climate changed condition when
It's like I'm smoking a pack a day
But never nicotine though, the air quality is sickening
For sure I put it on wax like I'm bickerin'
I was one of those who made it out the game untouched
Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck
I was one of those who made it out the game untouched
Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck
Got niggas who never seen handcuffs
We got older, their sons got locked up, that's karma
Daughters who popped up knocked up
Brothers my age already grandfathers be on the block drunk
Cameras and drones are watching
They're stealing our body parts, it's Jones and Monch
Check my beautiful matte black kevlar suit
Suitable for war with Hazmat
The Nasdaq and big pharmaceutical
Ex-military military grade
Ballistic expert with blood under my cuticles
You already know the issues, the American atrocities
So while you squeeze gats, I shoot at the drones with shoulder missiles
This is the voice of world control
You will obey and live
Or disobey and die
Drone warfare, missiles in the air
From me and another emcees style and persistent
Today's sessions: what's the square mile distance
From me and other emcees with style and persistence
Know the difference how I sit in this powerful position
Listen to niggas claim that their legends
Fronting like they Nikola Tesla
Technology changed the game, I'm an investor
But my soul ain't for grabs
Robo cops, they want patrol in the aves
[?] duct tape put on cam to [?] smack hoes
Now I duct tape the cam on a Mac Pro
When I'm in the kitchen when I'm whispering about stupid ass politicians, my smartphone's listening
The climate changed condition when
It's like I'm smoking a pack a day
But never nicotine though, the air quality is sickening
For sure I put it on wax like I'm bickerin'
I was one of those who made it out the game untouched
Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck
I was one of those who made it out the game untouched
Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck
Got niggas who never seen handcuffs
We got older, their sons got locked up, that's karma
Daughters who popped up knocked up
Brothers my age already grandfathers be on the block drunk
Cameras and drones are watching
They're stealing our body parts, it's Jones and Monch
Check my beautiful matte black kevlar suit
Suitable for war with Hazmat
The Nasdaq and big pharmaceutical
Ex-military military grade
Ballistic expert with blood under my cuticles
You already know the issues, the American atrocities
So while you squeeze gats, I shoot at the drones with shoulder missiles
This is the voice of world control
You will obey and live
Or disobey and die
Drone warfare, missiles in the air
