Passing Fads - Hieroglyphics

Here I stand, creeping out this rap landscape

Full of them bullshitters, critters, them crooks and fakes

I got my big stick, not on no bitch shit

Fuck about a critic on a blog stroking his dick

It’s not about you, it’s about me

I guess you thought you was one of the Powers That Be

We been around, huh, you new in town

And I know soon as you hear that booming sound you’ll be moving out

They wanna go viral, I wanna go Hiero

While they taking shortcuts I’ll be on the highroad

To my dream, with my legendary team

To infinity we rise above schemes

I let these willows of the wisp disappear in the mist

While the Sphinx and the Pyramid still here

Yeah, like this

Put the obelisk to the disk

I still exist while they just

(Here today, gone tomorrow)

They just a passing fad, we making classics

That make 'em clap and dance

Before you’ve even had a chance

You was (here today, gone tomorrow)

It’s like here today, gone the next

I want the cash, for bump the sex

You’re into me, I’m into you

We done chopped it to bits 'bout what we finna do

About we finna go, paper we finna check

Whips we finna roll, girl is you finished yet?

I ain’t so easily gassed, I don’t get pumped up

All that drag sound like WAMP WAMP WAMP

I know it’s just some game

But it’s so fun to play

I hit you with this thing and you gon' wanna stay

So quit your wondering

All that conjecture killing

I got definitive proof and I’mma let you feel it

You want to use me like a toy but I’m game though

Oh he been there looking for some powerful graysco

I’m trying to lose my socks, yeah but keep freedom

You been trying to find forever, let me know when you meet him

Yeah I’m a gentleman, no I don’t mistreat 'em

But I be in the win the minute that I beat 'em

Enslave the masses, bomb the rest

I was stricken with the diction it was written

An Egyptian inscription, their history is twisted

Contradiction after contradiction plot is thickening

Private prison industry complex is big business

Propaganda, you just want to slander the image

We kill a court through the speed of light, bear witness

Coming through the third eye, the storm is Hieroglyphics

Your nonsense with the highest form of assistance

Dictators, traitors, imitators, haters

Entertainers tainted by purveyors of the paper

Them real gangsters international bankers

Moving them tankers with flammable vapors

Taxable capital gains, collateral acres

It’s a fool you’ve been tooled if you happen to be famous

For fifteen sucked dry for their 'state

It’s their lasting legacy stainless, they just

You want the fame, I want the checks