Molecule. - Spokesperson Lyrics

Ay, this is Molecule
Up in the Nuwav Studio
What is what in a world relying on war
Falsified information and we're left unsure
Of what the fuck they're still fighting for
We're stuck in the matrix with our minds to pour
Hate on the swines who leave us on floor
Hip hop gives rhymes and enlightens more
Artistic brains than patriotic gore mongers
Before stronger storms wonder
Towards our shores yonder
It's important to explore what the prompter
Won't bother informing us of
So in four minutes or less
Emcees confess with precious breaths
And mic checks
Balances the calisthenics of ethics then exits stage left
It's our job to be the spokespeople of the speechless
And vocally feed this
Hungry humanitarian who seemed stressed
If I get carried away then please yes
Take the mic away
And throw me in the microwave
I'll redeem, bless
You cause you sneezed I guess
We don't have as much in common
As I do with a Shaman
But we both like top ramen
Love our mom and are bombin' the populace often
But usin' our words to put reptilians in a coffin
Listen up, stop talkin
The microscopic is squawkin'
It's time to get our
Word up
And be heard yup
I'm on my third cup
So I slur tough
And I'm a nerd what
Do you expect from someone who wrecks notepads
And litters his screen with specs of nomads
Littles freckles of germs to squirm your gonads
If we can go past your political views and focus on the moves
Then the music may make an improvement
Use it as a tool to get smart like a student
With this art, I'm tryna get fluent
Fuck school, be truant
Spit your drool then get with the movement
Cause it's too legit
If your sound isn't right then tune it
Don't talk, do it

Ay, this is Molecule
Up in the Nuwav Studio
What is what in a world relying on war
Falsified information and we're left unsure
Of what the fuck they're still fighting for
We're stuck in the matrix with our minds to pour
Hate on the swines who leave us on floor
Hip hop gives rhymes and enlightens more
Artistic brains than patriotic gore mongers
Before stronger storms wonder
Towards our shores yonder
It's important to explore what the prompter
Won't bother informing us of
So in four minutes or less
Emcees confess with precious breaths
And mic checks
Balances the calisthenics of ethics then exits stage left
It's our job to be the spokespeople of the speechless
And vocally feed this
Hungry humanitarian who seemed stressed
If I get carried away then please yes
Take the mic away
And throw me in the microwave
I'll redeem, bless
You cause you sneezed I guess
We don't have as much in common
As I do with a Shaman
But we both like top ramen
Love our mom and are bombin' the populace often
But usin' our words to put reptilians in a coffin
Listen up, stop talkin
The microscopic is squawkin'
It's time to get our
Word up
And be heard yup
I'm on my third cup
So I slur tough
And I'm a nerd what
Do you expect from someone who wrecks notepads
And litters his screen with specs of nomads
Littles freckles of germs to squirm your gonads
If we can go past your political views and focus on the moves
Then the music may make an improvement
Use it as a tool to get smart like a student
With this art, I'm tryna get fluent
Fuck school, be truant
Spit your drool then get with the movement
Cause it's too legit
If your sound isn't right then tune it
Don't talk, do it