Plastic

[Verse 1] With your fast lane rap game microcosm Pseudo-Street Fighter bit We done seen the likes of it a million times over Quota filled Expose your elements envelop the whole You spit fragmented anecdotes We full spectrum, broad range radius No limits soldier, sabotage your camouflage Entrenched and dissed These cats oblivious to what they fighting for It's time for Tally the casualties, scatter my ashes Let them adhere to the planet as it revolves 360 Revolutions rhyming solar to the polar opposites It's standstill Your landfill deposits rest-idle non-bio degrade Melt your plastic Let's observe your origin Disguised by the ties to the surface Your factory formula Formed to the basics, drawn to the shallow Lost in the shadows Its reason for which it once originated Get into your stance of rock and get invigorated Yo we finna take it back, ya'll To where it all began [Hook] With your pop trends and predetermined top tens It's obvious, you're flossin' your plastic No to mainstream Assembling the same things Over and over again You're plastic (You're damn right) With your big dough High stakes, mind state I guess it's your resigned fate You're plastic, yo Sounds like the same song What do ya'll exchange for Other than the premise That you're plastic [Verse 2] With a removable objectivity Consider me canon You vanish behind that plastic side Familiarly tired of wire With the same synthetic impulse Your circuitry workin' me wrong ways We all phased This small phase was kept content With rapping what's inherent, naturally Posturing consequences of a b-boy The sight of a blind man, the mic stand Not lonely in my presence Iridescent under the silvery moonlit We blue-chip, player five too shit You sideline synapses Lead by the masses, on the web Fed by it's vastness Turn on the axis Maybe you can access my meaning These worldly comforts got a hand on me ya'll I'm leaving Oh, the sunset Remember me when she dreaming So check it out ya'll Check it out ya'll Check it out ya'll Check it out ya'll One, two, three, four C'mon [Hook] With your pop trends and predetermined top tens It's obvious, you're flossin' your plastic No to mainstream Assembling the same things Over and over again You're plastic (You're damn right) With your big dough High stakes, mind state I guess it's your resigned fate You're plastic, yo Sounds like the same song What do ya'll exchange for Other than the premise That you're plastic Yeah, ya'll know the movements But you're plastic C'mon But you're plastic Damn right But you're plastic C'mon You can cut it, and send it Back to the beginning for me