YC the CYNIC - Murphy's Law Lyrics
[Verse 1:]This EvolutionA string of atomsAdam planted a single apple to sing this albumDo you think you have what it takes to shape the masses?Do you have the strength to crack and break your ribs and make it happen?Adam did it after allCreated Eve then added onAnd now they kids are fishing for a frikkin' fission atom bomb'at a boy that's the only answer after Martial LawWe been in rations for too long we'd rather face the wrath of GodAuthorities have dropped the ballSecuring banks and not the lawThe older generation praying so amen and inshallahI've seen the vision through my prophet eyeAnd my oh myI just hope you'll be alive to flyBeen living in outer limits without a limit around my mindI copped a cloud with Stevie Wonder ribbon in the skyWhoever said that Evolution was just a theory was clearly living in fearMy niggas started from an atom now we here[Hook]***** niggas***** *****esGet money[X4][Verse 2/Bridge]Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with usStraight up weed - no angel dust, label us NotoriousThug ass niggas that love to bust; it's strange to usY'all niggas be scrambling, gamblingUp in restaurants with mandolins and violinsWe just sitting here trying to win, trying not to sinHigh off weed and lots of ginSo much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them BenjaminsNigga you should too, if you knewWhat this game'll do to youYou should too, if you knewWhat this game'll do to you[Verse 3:]Look at all the bullshit I been throughHopes and dreams that got chopped in twoCategories I'm boxed intoLabels that limit the artistStealing the art, its larcen, opted intoI'm trying to be all opulent tooWeaving toxic air folliclesWe kill money, oil, fossil fuelsMy niggas win like they really ain't got to loseProbably cause there really ain't a lot to loseI'm from the land of base heads and prostitutesI'm trying keep an old soul like PosdnuosBut folks sell their own soul like pass the noose!All to be poppingNiggas can't read the fine print, I guess we devolving[Hook:]Extended Version[Verse 4]Spit yo game, talk yo shitGrab yo gat, Bible in my leftPages flippin like an acrobatYall would say the pledgeI raise the fist above, the afro backType of niggas didn't have the guts to climb the Aggro CraggAggravated agents, raided aggragaters back to backTryna gage an elavated educated black to backI was up constructing social studies, studies aftermathTrash the status quo like it's Aftermath, Shaft the mathAfter hours after class, Apple Jacks and tackle task'Fore I learn to fly, used to jump and try to tap the glassHad to strap the jimmy for the game before I tapped that assVictor, called the game before she came and got attatched to fastRepers think they changing shit by saying shitWhere the *****s yo action?Look what happened to Linday, Paris, Hendrix, Marley Michael JacksonCaskets shaddered, drugged up for killin lies and spillin truthJust imagine what these motha *****as tryna do to you[Hook][Verse 2/Bridge][Outro x2]He's so cold, he's so coldHe's so cold, he's so coldThat's why you're loving it right nowWhy you're loving it right now
