Rise Of The Machines

[Intro: Dispatcher & Ransom]

Hello? Is anyone there? (Is anyone reading me?)

This is Montana Civil Defense, hello?

Someone answer, is anyone there?

Rumors about a large sequence

Command and control have opened down

Hello? Is anyone there?

We’re under attack, is anyone there? Over

It’s, uh, it’s Ransom

Ran, Ransom? What the hell is going on over there

Who's in charge? (Um, I am)

[Verse: Ransom]

Duffle spit with thе soul of Ali

A villain to those feeling offense to that post by Kyriе

I unholster the gun and draw on whoever's a top G

I'm top three, and I'm not three or two either

I'm probably as high as that man who spewed "Ether"

You need to stop or just get in tune, I'ma give 'em doom

I go out with a bang like John Witherspoon except with a spoon

Give it to 'em, I'm on the highest level, a quiet rebel

I'm privy to them thoughts that's inside a devil, that's why I'm special

We ain't thinking the same things

Coincidence that all the top rappers they push still gang bang

Our people floating up shit's creek and they calling it mainstream

America's nightmare, I appear in all of your lame dreams

Your life is not a movie, you dudes be stuck in the same scene

And since "The A-Team"

Been clearing shit out like saline, blacker than Khaled's Beijing

Yeah, when I write, make sure every quote is hostile

Why play by the book when you wrote a novel?

They supposed to be grovel in the presence of a God

But everyone I know is starving

They like to say that money talks, but we ain't never know the jargon

Flow's a problem

I don't need y'all to say that I'm great, either you wait for the flowers given

Or plant the seeds 'cause you own the garden (Are you there? Over)

Yeah, picture blacks in that Kodak

Jerry Jones money trumps every black that thought he was owed a pardon

You close your ears when Candace Owens talking

But you get intrigued by whatever Oprah's offering

Might as well just close the coffin, why we gotta be limited?

I care about the message, not the messenger who delivers it

Don't care 'bout the tone or the attitude that's exhibited

I analyze and revisit it

Make sure I get the gist of it before I try to dismiss the shit (Are you there Ransom?)

Damn, don't believe in devils who play God

I had to escape bars to create bars, not great odds

But it's best to bet on niggas that take scars, no face off

You die, you die by yourself, ain't no bunk beds in the graveyard

[Outro: Autumn Nicholls]

I'm really scared, I don't know what to do

But I'm coming back for you