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MUST
HAVE
MY
PHONE

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We used to wear masks, now the masks wear us
Scanning every facial feature to ensure we share stuff
Buying in with our identity the silver pieces
Look at rainbow vomit pouring forth from all the filter’s features
Let’s take a trap down memory lane
And get entranced by us as the shiny stuff that we crave
Celebrity me Inc and the platform glues us
Meanwhile, through our slowed shoes we don’t see the roots bust
That flitter of dopamine when a heart or a like shows up
And I’m no better, running back to see what the folks sup
If a tree falls in a forest without a twitter account to document
Will it fall upon the wanderers who are steadily getting lost within
Terms of service are nothing when a business thrives
We live within in a house full of paintings with the switching eyes
Strung out on our data plans, a junkie with a screen fix
The dealers even bill us monthly payments make it seem slick

Hook:
Swipe left swipe right, field of vision life like
Charger cable at the ready when I need a slight high
Hindsight isn’t needed, see I’m seeking my time
Feeding every bit of me that matters to the pipeline


JON?DOE:
This is my body and my blood, freely given
I am the corpse they feast upon in a mealy prison
Even as I warn them of the putrefaction, you distract them
View the captions and the hashtags, ignore the steely wisdom
Clear revisions in a magic mirror dish
The masses are engaged in a love affair with others’ stares
The likes are sirens, ain’t nobody left to steer the ship
It’s a shitty syrup dish of surreptish…

Sankofa:
We're equipped with all the tools we bought
To make fodder for the wizard of Oz in a mirage
Awe shucks, got a bit of scratch for the product
Placement subtly facing the camera, I want bucks
But the tension intending to get attention increases
What is the price enticed for my plights of allegiance
Taken at disfigured face value the eternal grind continues
Sucked into.the cycle, thinning cartilage my life of sinew

JON?DOE:
As the artifice of hype pretends to, I struggle onward in a
World full of these trap beat mumblers- pawn beginners
Zombie dinners, omni-sinners JON ain’t never fond of winners
Especially when they’re also cheaters, condescending honor thinners
We here to shock the culture, we here to stop the vultures
The mediocre keeling over on a slop sepulcher
Just got my Black Thought/Ice Cube on to rhyme it
Time it with a bit snide side eyed shot repulsor
So fuck your image and addiction to the way it seems
Make the cream, but then they paying extra for some faded jeans
Just wear em out workin for it, what became of dreams?
Even I’m addicted to the role, watch me play the scene
Awkward actor in a life I’m posing for
Settle for the setup when I know I could have chosen more
We slather makeup on our lives like the Shogun’s whore
Just give me my unlimited account and close the door

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from The Beat Shall Inherit the Verse, released August 25, 2022

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