Microhard

Shocka locka

Sh*t behold it is me

It is the epitome of extraterrestrial

Energy

Experiment and enter the internals of the

Inner me

The art of gone and heart of stone

And own's worst

Enemy

Intellect shapeshifta God's gift a Soul slippa

Hone in on clones and blow them out of my zone

International Fanatical

The radical tactical movements

Sounds are congruent to it

Work

It is what it ain't to these

Infected disease

Thought of automatons deceived

By the deceptions indeed

Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds

Distorting your genes

Aborting your dreams

As coarse as it seems

Aiyyo Work

I could scream

I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream

It's life on a laser beam

But I fiend for the future at my finger tips

One of the minor technicalities of my head trips

You Better Work

The Barea Soul terror

Been told since stories of old

Come on let's go and

Then I'll show how to beat down a rhyme

And wrestle a tempo

Hold on tight but still let yourself go

This is what I'm talking about

Should I begin to spit

It just like the wind

Show my power take flight and quickly ascend

Like a bird beating my wings

To the pulse of nature

Scaring spiritual devils

While evoking the maker

Is it wrong for me to curse

In the name of right

Is it wrong for me to

Spit life into this mic

That's all I'm asking baby

How come the new millennium brings fright

Something wicked approaches tonight

Work

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic

Bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

Microhard

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

What good is a call on the phone

If you can't speak

And you find it hard to breathe

Paralyzed by my essence

Mere presence I put forth

Inherently legends record all souls of expressions

Evil as evil does

Better than good was

A spirit of music that once was

Born out of the pool of your love

Baby I'm an agent with a flow

That's so contagious

And all and all true patience

My brotha Lo told me makes for perfection

While you feeling bound by this matrix

That's why when it comes to protecting mine

I'm a brother you can call over zealous

And I lust and thrust out my staff and wet

Till the motherf**kin' rains get jealous

You Gotta Work

It's not coincidental I use my soul

For a stencil to outline the rhyme

That connects machine and a mind

Until the end of time the one my kind

The message will now be profoundly

Spoken rules are meant to be broken

Therefore it's my pleasure to mentor

But once learned you must learn

You must yearn to discern

The mechanical glitch of artificial intelligence

But the consequence of your ignorance

Is the reality I now see before me:

"maybe in time we'll see"

Don't Stop Work

The degree you'll see will 'cause casualty

When the codes download

The truth will unfold uphold until the end

'Cause our destiny will be to win

You're still free to sin within

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

Microhard

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

I am the melody

The metaphoric prehistoric

The pre-meaning before it

Preparing for war sh*t

Their god's only a graphic

The sky's computer blue

There is a moral malfunction

What will the machine do to you

They maliciously monopolize the mass

Niggas sleep rap and f**k they surprise you last

When you sell them your soul they supply you cash

But you can die for all they care

With your expendable a**

Because they know a new ni**a

A brand new ni**a

Will jump right in them tap shoes

Even if his feet bigger

Ain't sh*t sweet ni**a

It's deeper than the street ni**a

You and I just a virus they gonna delete ni**a

Some people say go on and join

What you can't beat ni**a

I won't take the mark so I can't eat ni**a

Holla if I'm talking to ya

I'll walk straight through ya

'Cause I want the motherf**ker

That did this to ya

Work

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

Microhard

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

Our comrade Cee-Lo is considered

By many as a modern day Neo

And opposing forces known as agents

Will like him dead for what he know

He is The One at least that's

Who Morpheus say he is

He can free the mind of a machine

And give God to an atheist

But he's a daydreamer

It's all in his head

Still today's music has become the Matrix

And the real rhythm is in the red pill

So I chose it knowing

I can never return once I'm gone

And I hope you got this message

I'll be waiting by the phone

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic

Microhard

It's automatic static battle star galactic

Microhard

It's the upgraded complicated premeditated

Microhard

It's the transplanted peaceful panic bass mechanic

Microhard

It's the psychotic mean melodic nod-narcotic