Yodael G - THE CELL (www.) Lyrics

The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin
The pr-
Yeah
Raifki pose
I'm trynna get
A signal off this stupid phone
This song is my
Soliloquy a digital poem
Just lying king
I'm trynna get
This signal going
Work nigga
Yup there it is
This stuff is so addictive
Like heroine
It ain't the phone
It's the ppl
I'm connected with
Or Thought I had connected to
Yuh
Them problems of the world buzzin'
Feelin' like I'm so connected
But it really doesn't
Thought I finally made a connection
Was a dis-service to myself
I'm Locked behind this
Lock screen
So I Guess it really wasn't
Hmph yuh
Trapped by my own feed
Consumed by all the algorithm shows
But out of all the names we went with
I wonder why we went with
Cell phone hmmm woah
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wi-wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my…
And I see the
Way that you
Dunn check me out
By the looks of it
I know you addicted to clout
See you lose focus
With a low attention span
Well no need to worry cuz Look
I got an app for that
Yo! In the World Wild West we
Where almost any of us
Can go & get our porn free
But You would have to simply pay
For some and go stream
And if you want
Well you can make it
For a slight fee
The Cell would often
Over-Overstimulate me
Trapped behind my own desires
Trynna break free
Didn't Realize
My own accessory
Had me lose sleep
Cuz My possessions had
Possess-essed-essed-essed me
It ain't it's fault
That's how it's made to be
Shows me what I really want
Not what I need to see
Cuz I believed my phone's
An Almost omniscient being
Long as my questions
Fit the bar
In which we search things
But this my Message to the world
All around the globe
Ironically it's all sent
From my iPhone
And some social media challenges
That I know
Is group thinkin' at its best
Hence mind control
The day that social media came
Is when the world died
Where we judge
Each others numbers
When we Online
It's a no brainer
That the media
Mutates your mind
Where you can be anonymous
If you'd all like
And everybody got a voice now
So I'm quiet
Haven't had a shot to think
On my down time
My Cell is losin' service now
While I'm confined
And if I failed at getting thru to you
Then I've tried
But
I hope my hits
Hit hard and they connect
And if they don't
Well then I'm guessin'
That's Because The Internet
Nigga
Till I busted it
Wrecked my echo chamber nigga
I ain't trust in it
S-S-S-S-S-S-sending an attachment
Pray my message will deliver
Just for us to be compassionate
If you posting anything
That's permanent
They'll try to
Dig some dirt
On me from the Past
And I ain't having it, But
You know when trying to
Refresh yo feed
The design for swipin' down
Came from slot machines
I know society depends on these
And I do to
But I won't be defined with needs
The problem came
When I was facing things
Cuz My phone
Gave me some trouble
Thanks to Dopamine
But now that I'm done
Man I'm still hoping
That ya feel me
Imma kill my phone
Before that thing kills me
Wassup

The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin
The pr-
Yeah
Raifki pose
I'm trynna get
A signal off this stupid phone
This song is my
Soliloquy a digital poem
Just lying king
I'm trynna get
This signal going
Work nigga
Yup there it is
This stuff is so addictive
Like heroine
It ain't the phone
It's the ppl
I'm connected with
Or Thought I had connected to
Yuh
Them problems of the world buzzin'
Feelin' like I'm so connected
But it really doesn't
Thought I finally made a connection
Was a dis-service to myself
I'm Locked behind this
Lock screen
So I Guess it really wasn't
Hmph yuh
Trapped by my own feed
Consumed by all the algorithm shows
But out of all the names we went with
I wonder why we went with
Cell phone hmmm woah
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wi-wide Web
Buzzin in my back pocket
The problems of the whole wide world
And the World Wide Web
Buzzin in my…
And I see the
Way that you
Dunn check me out
By the looks of it
I know you addicted to clout
See you lose focus
With a low attention span
Well no need to worry cuz Look
I got an app for that
Yo! In the World Wild West we
Where almost any of us
Can go & get our porn free
But You would have to simply pay
For some and go stream
And if you want
Well you can make it
For a slight fee
The Cell would often
Over-Overstimulate me
Trapped behind my own desires
Trynna break free
Didn't Realize
My own accessory
Had me lose sleep
Cuz My possessions had
Possess-essed-essed-essed me
It ain't it's fault
That's how it's made to be
Shows me what I really want
Not what I need to see
Cuz I believed my phone's
An Almost omniscient being
Long as my questions
Fit the bar
In which we search things
But this my Message to the world
All around the globe
Ironically it's all sent
From my iPhone
And some social media challenges
That I know
Is group thinkin' at its best
Hence mind control
The day that social media came
Is when the world died
Where we judge
Each others numbers
When we Online
It's a no brainer
That the media
Mutates your mind
Where you can be anonymous
If you'd all like
And everybody got a voice now
So I'm quiet
Haven't had a shot to think
On my down time
My Cell is losin' service now
While I'm confined
And if I failed at getting thru to you
Then I've tried
But
I hope my hits
Hit hard and they connect
And if they don't
Well then I'm guessin'
That's Because The Internet
Nigga
Till I busted it
Wrecked my echo chamber nigga
I ain't trust in it
S-S-S-S-S-S-sending an attachment
Pray my message will deliver
Just for us to be compassionate
If you posting anything
That's permanent
They'll try to
Dig some dirt
On me from the Past
And I ain't having it, But
You know when trying to
Refresh yo feed
The design for swipin' down
Came from slot machines
I know society depends on these
And I do to
But I won't be defined with needs
The problem came
When I was facing things
Cuz My phone
Gave me some trouble
Thanks to Dopamine
But now that I'm done
Man I'm still hoping
That ya feel me
Imma kill my phone
Before that thing kills me
Wassup