Microhard - CeeLo Green

Microhard - CeeLo Green
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