Synthetic

[Intro]
Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh)
Automatic, systematic, world control (Yeah)
Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh)
Automatic, systematic, world control (Check it out)

[Verse 1]
It goes automatic, systematic, world control
Magnetic, genetic, synthetic
We keep it energetic, all the while innovative
Totally invigorated
We made it not to break it, but to take it to take it to a whole 'nother type of plateau
Rockin' rhymes on the regular flow
Liquefied within the manner
The kinda stamina to land expand a panorama
I stretch and swell and always makin' sure my best is wеll initiated
You're jaded and you'rе over stimulated
Which indicates I've been exonerated, vindicated
From this amalgamated rhythmic trip through 21st century technology
Collidin' with Hop-Hop philosophy with absolutely no apologies
I constantly keep it scholarly, so I suggest you follow me
Or get caught up in the wake of change
Because, I'll take the strange and rearrange it
And still maintain the same flavors it came with, to get your brains lit
So please don't memorize the same script
And figure it's phat just because it changed lips
Your endin' up with sprained wrists from holdin' the microphone the wrong way
Burn 20 matchboxes on a long day
So let the song play, and then you'll begin to understand
The anti-mathematical stand of machine versus man
The grand musical synthesis, and I've been into this forever
But figured the time was now right to pull the lever
I'm keepin' it together
Synthetic with the world control (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Automatic, systematic, world control
Magnetic, genetic, syn–
Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh)
Automatic, systematic, world control

[Verse 2]
I go the world over, but never hold it on my shoulder
In fact, the world collapses when I drop it
But I never let go of the way I knock a topic
Title wise, your miniscule and microscopic
If you need the juice, then I'ma block the socket
With enough to knock Anna right out the tropics
I plot this with a masterful touch
I want the world but never ask you for much
I got a crutch, you play lyrical double dutch and hop scotch
The process is top notch in all parameters, damage ya while you watch
Lines thicker than ink spots could ever blotch
On the dot, time is irrelevant to me like an elephant memory
I hold a grudge and then you'll see that if you try to make a smudge
I'll make a mark that won't budge
I'm indelible within a credible performance
Permanently totaled when my point's enormous and you're scoreless
And you've been waitin' for this
No bull like zodiacs without the Taurus
Year-round, cuttin' pricks off like a florist
When ya suck, you're bound to leech men like Chloris
And Grant you unemployed like I'm Horace
Magically rebound the chorus
Synthetic with the world control (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Automatic, systematic, world control
Magnetic, genetic, syn–
Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh, droppin' on 'em)
Automatic, systematic, world control (Uh)
Droppin' on 'em

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Just don't gimme no plaudible excuse, like
You never had the chance to be produced right
Then, like, it suits ya right, to bend like a two-striped twine
You see, when I combine lyrical splines on the rhyme
I create a curved surface
With sounds utilized for any obscure purpose
I resign from any act of your circus
I juggle the line schemes cause I'm keen to all assumptions
Devoid of all repetitive functions of mass productions
And power luncheons, we're underground and scour dungeons
These undulations, manifestations and correlations
Can all be traced through my patience, preparations and well constrained placement
I got the Tone Control, ain't nobody own my soul
Usin' the mic to hone my goal of dominance through creativity and air-tight flows
I like my sample rate low
A DJ's sixth wish is he could mix this on radio shows
The first five went to weed, chicks, and dough
Lots of vinyl and a chance to go pro
But not every wish is granted, so
A 3/3 time signature won't go right
Or flicker to time just like a strobe light
But guaranteed to pick up a slow night
And toss it to the wind
Competition's light as a rock, I spread that ass paper thin
'Cause MCs I never take lightly, like perjury
I'll steal your mind, internal burglary
I'm sure you've heard of me
Keepin' their young minds open is like it's infant skull surgery (Uh) with the world control (Yeah, heh), droppin' on 'em

[Outro]
Automatic, systematic, world control (Yeah)
Automatic, systematic, world control
Magnetic, genetic, syn–
Automatic, systematic, world control (Don't stop, kick it)
Automatic, systematic, world control
Magnetic, genetic, syn–
Automatic, systematic, world control
Tonedeff and Mannyphesto
Automatic, systematic, world control