pull the plug on ignorance (we are all alike)
 

Yo change the angle…..
no better yet switch the channel.
My screen handle’s a character I play to a life dismantled.
as world watches my sitcom on dot coms-
im an icon….. live via satellite (MOM turn the ZENTITH ON)
Each day an episode of my struggles …..relentlessly-
I play the 1st person normal version (where’s my oscar nominee.)
In my 20/20 perception of real t.v.-
im a product of viewer discretion maniacal society-
Poverty takes casualties-and casualties lead to fatalities-
But who honestly cares this is my life not your reality.
But if you relate to the way I retaliate-
Then it becomes a home video to your same fate.

I’ve never wanted to do this but I did it…..
And never asked the meaning of life till I lived it…..

So i write the musical soundtrack for all these afflicted-
Defiant tyrants to be become addicted.
(Welcome to my fucked up world) ….im your hoast-
Tune into me brain channel for your 330 pm dose.

If When I sleep……..
that’s station complication-
Then when I make love….
that’s mixed reception with the playboy station.

My day to day drama …….relates to my basic carma.
So Im your cable box…. 99 channels each a day in the life-
Each a new episode of trife to feed your martyrs appetite.
My rhythm of life falls between mtv and bet-
I learn my ABC’S of the world on NBC.
Im everything in a fictisious world turn realistic-
Training your brain an opinion for you to be optimistic.
But what you don’t understand is my life is yours except I name it-
And you cry of your exsistance while mine is mere entertainment.
Life aint so complex but we’d rather make it the matrix-
Then to realize we are all a satellite dish to a cable fix and basic.

Hook:
Ive felt misery through history and no matter which way
I choose to tune I have to wake up to it the next day-
Ive herd tears shed for the dead till they inbed-
Then realized I was in ~bed and it was all in my head.
I taste comedy shivlery and live to pass the time-
Fake realistic staged and now true crime.
I’ve seen enough to realize my life has no love-
So do me a favor turn me off and leave me unplugged.

Yo once again Word fuckin killin em! Shit was straight fire......good shit dawg......I got that collab we talked about in the works already! Ill hit you up soon as its done!!! Like I said straight fire on this shit!.....hit me up! Peace!

Yo Word Your Commin Back Hard Nigga.
Vocab, Multis, Flow, Al Great In This Twin.
I Realy Liked The Hook.
Pm Me When You Write Your Verse For Our Collab Aight.
Peace.

This was a sweet piece man, your vocab was great, flow was great, lots of mulites. I like this piece a lot, nothing bad to say really. Nice read.

Thanks This Was Dif From My Usual I Went For Abstract Angles.

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