Whether age, race, religion or gender
i don't care who you are cuz I won't remember
anything, but your name & species
cuz like me you sleep, eat & drop feces
I followed the trail of Recses to E.T.
but he wouldn't take time to see me
He just sent me a note that read "Phon-X,
humans are too needy & greedy it's beneath me.
Back since you back-stabbed the Tee Pee,
then had Thanksgiving with Indians on T.V.
it's been seedy & disgracefull
how you humans are so hatefull & so waste full"
I said E.T., I believe in altruism
but my verse is lyricism verse the system
and they're not trying to listen,
they're too busy building a Disney sponsored prison!
a conglomerate division of government & business
it's not a coincidence if state workers don't speak english
well or if they're slobs with mob mentality
following morality patterns
What happened to humans answering phones?
now we got electronic clones!
Phon-X does his own part
since hiphop became pop-culture....
I reinvent the structure

Chorus:
What's goin on in your head, when you see us rise?
What's goin' on in your head? open up your mind

revenge, rage, ranson pre-arranged, rain
wash away the front-page fame

I go to sleep & fake my own death
then I wake up & fake my breath

EXFYL!

2nd verse (Shred Lexicon):
My style is amorphous cumulonimbus rhombus,
Magnetic, point of a compass,
Accomplices furnishing documents
while the innocent brace for apocalypse....
Imminent, that sky is ominous,
So get on the bus two by two
Ostrich and octopus,
Lobsters, llamas and iguanas
horses, dogs in pajamas,
Tortoises, corpulent porpoises, walruses!
Dwarf organist laying down torturous keys....
I'm emerging through whispering vortices,
Asserting my authority forcefully, the hell with normalcy!
I'm questioning the rapture accordingly, my mantra
Suggestion of a gesture, posture like a boxer
I'm the nocturnal doctor overseeing the proceedings,
Reading treatises, scopin' double helixes in petri dishes,
Breathin' in life fresh like fetuses,
Believe this is my idea of leadership,
Remixes by leisure-suit geniuses,
Carrying lanterns, illuminating caverns with courage
Nourished by acorns, we flourish.....

chorus:
What's goin on in your head, when you see us rise?
What's goin' on in your head? open up your mind.....

revenge, rage, ranson pre-arranged,
rain wash away the front-page fame.....

I go to sleep & fake my own death,
then I wake up & fake my breath!

EXFYL!