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lirik lagu antix - listener

chorus so tell me listener/while you’re listening/why you listening to what you’re listening to?/what you’re listening to/and though it’s hard to see through the fog/they’ve laid around your eyes/let me help spell it out for you/spell it out for you/we’re all/programmed/while you’re listening/programmed/programmed/what you listening to?/we’re all/programmed/while you’re listening/programmed/what you listening to?/programmed/spell it out for you

v1 this music’s mine/but i can see the contradictions/i know that there’s a struggle within/a constant whisper/a schizophrenic polemic/but academics/don’t mean nada/to these listeners now/it’s unpreventable/so/these problem stem from the cycle on repeat/from the record companies who create consumer needs/this s–t is over some heads like oak trees/but when i say this/i get a funny little look like “oh please”/if you buy a certain type of record/ they’re gonna make/if you fool yourself it’s music/they’re gonna go and play it/if you but it even more/you’re gonna make that artist rich/the more justified they come in putting out that same s–t/i love this music/i’ve given up my life/so i can make something/i feel will stand up in the light/these shadows fall with no regard for the subject/and bad music is just that/despite the context/you can put a record out/and call it dope/but the smoke clears soon enough/those cracks gonna show/you can call yourself a rapper coz you make up a rhyme/but so do little baby kiddies/at nursery school time/i name no names/it’s not the way i’m raised/i would never say that drake’s a waste of f-cking sp-ce/i would never say that gucci can suck my figurative c–chy/that kind of talk/would just never really suit me

v2 you these faces/with these vacuous expressions/and these cameras/that follow them all like bad reflections/we see the famous/idolised like some kardashian/like celebrity that supersedes the need for having talent/i watch these women with dreams of being naked/who only try to f–k on these tapes to try to make it/i’ve seen more intellect/wash up on the beach/and we can talk about this s–t all day long/but talk is cheap/so/to the point/keep it short/and keep it sweet/i’m really f–cking bored of these people on my screens/it’s sad to see mediocrity celebrated/and the absence of substance/keeps it perpetuated/i name no names/it’s not the way that i’m raised/i would never say that nick minaj should go away/i would never that jersey sh0r-/can suck a d–k/that would be unbecoming of a man like this/i can/i can only hope it isn’t too late/to educate our own children/about the tracks they play/to teach ‘em how to separate soul from mathematics/and formulaic songs/aimed to hook like crack addicts/you think it’s trivial/but what you don’t see/is the erosion of your senses/like sand from stone beach/m-ss stupidity like fluoride in the water/if it’s going in your ears/you better keep s–t in order

v3 i don’t attack coz i like the way that it feels/i’m a peaceful kinda guy/with an eye for keeping real/i like authentic/and those people with the soul/keep the actors in the movies/and the music for the flow/forget a rap/i don’t listen that no more/i’m not trying to be dramatic/or dig up another corpse/hip hop ain’t dead/it’s just residing in my ablamgata/medulla on another planet like/i’m amidala/so tell me listener/while you’re listening/take a little second away from your conditioning/ask yourself why the kesha song is whack/or if they needed any talent/for the making of the track/people think you’re sheep/and that you’ll bleat upon request/but i can see that the power you have/to lead that’s in your chest/in the muscle that pumps you liquid life/the kick drum of the soul to which i write/so stand and fight against this m-ss -ssimilation/the opium of organised noise/for your containment/there’s a war going on in your head/so grab a blade/and don’t be shy to cut a f-cking head off/that’s in your way/i come to you as a man with no agenda/it brings me sadness to see us all surrender/we’ve set our expectations so low/that any talentless sell-out/can have their own show

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