Soul Khan - The Machine lyrics
[Soul Khan - The Machine lyrics]
I don’t want my baby born
With a heart that’s made of chrome
We all feel so connected
Yet we all feel so alone
I got lost in the screen
Forgot what it means to turn off the machine
I always felt like I'm kind
Of an uncommon man
Been vibing on the jam since
Mama got a sonogram
I stay moving like a wanted
Man that shot a man
While I’m looking for the promised
Land in a dollar van
They can’t shake me like
I’m wavy off Klonopins so if you hate me
You can say it to my hologram
I ain’t got a fuckin clue
Why they fuck with you
I’m irresistibly gripping like koala hands
Well, it’s sad cause they
Proved my suspicions
They only feed a hungry man food for religion
But how is Tom Cruise getting
Booed by the Christians
Who let a faith healer say
He’s moved by a vision?
Well, this for the girl that’s really
Got a hold on me
The younger me that thought there’d
Never be an older me
The folks that were old enough to
Grow up with a rotary
And youngins that were busted in
The ovary to jodeci
Lemonade was a popular drink
Said the ghost of a guru in a bottle of ink
But no matter who I outwit
Y’all mad about my outfit
Sheeeit, y’all don’t ever tell
The models to think
You’re trying to critique all
Of Soul Khan’s clothes
‘til you’re lying at my feet
Like you’re Voltron’s toes
Say tomato? i’ll hit you with a to ma-to
Fuck a double time, i’mma rhyme Brokaw slow
I’m contrary
Like selling Jordans for Starburys
And even more since I got married
Trying to bury all the spirit's i’ve
Been plagued with and make sense
Of the questions that I been
Wrestling since I got hairy
I don’t rock with you fashionistas
Son, it’s on like the Contras and Sandinistas
I will crush any obstacle that’s between us
And take your heads as a
Pledge of your fans' allegiance
With a heart that’s made of chrome
We all feel so connected
Yet we all feel so alone
I got lost in the screen
Forgot what it means to turn off the machine
I always felt like I'm kind
Of an uncommon man
Been vibing on the jam since
Mama got a sonogram
I stay moving like a wanted
Man that shot a man
While I’m looking for the promised
Land in a dollar van
They can’t shake me like
I’m wavy off Klonopins so if you hate me
You can say it to my hologram
I ain’t got a fuckin clue
Why they fuck with you
I’m irresistibly gripping like koala hands
Well, it’s sad cause they
Proved my suspicions
They only feed a hungry man food for religion
But how is Tom Cruise getting
Booed by the Christians
Who let a faith healer say
He’s moved by a vision?
Well, this for the girl that’s really
Got a hold on me
The younger me that thought there’d
Never be an older me
The folks that were old enough to
Grow up with a rotary
And youngins that were busted in
The ovary to jodeci
Lemonade was a popular drink
Said the ghost of a guru in a bottle of ink
But no matter who I outwit
Y’all mad about my outfit
Sheeeit, y’all don’t ever tell
The models to think
You’re trying to critique all
Of Soul Khan’s clothes
‘til you’re lying at my feet
Like you’re Voltron’s toes
Say tomato? i’ll hit you with a to ma-to
Fuck a double time, i’mma rhyme Brokaw slow
I’m contrary
Like selling Jordans for Starburys
And even more since I got married
Trying to bury all the spirit's i’ve
Been plagued with and make sense
Of the questions that I been
Wrestling since I got hairy
I don’t rock with you fashionistas
Son, it’s on like the Contras and Sandinistas
I will crush any obstacle that’s between us
And take your heads as a
Pledge of your fans' allegiance