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I'm livin' in the 21st century, doin' something mean to it Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power The clock's tickin', I just count the hours Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power 21st century schizoid man
The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open We ain't got nothin' to lose, motherfucker, we rollin' Huh? Motherfucker, we rollin' With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands
In this white man world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, cruel world, I see you in the mornin' Huh? I see you in the mornin' This is way too much, I need a moment
No one man should have all that power The clock's tickin', I just count the hours Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the power 'Til then, fuck that, the world's ours
And then they, and then they And then they, and then they And then they, and then they 21st century schizoid man
Fuck SNL and the whole cast Tell 'em Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically, they can kiss my asshole I'm an asshole? You niggas got jugs
You short minded niggas' thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the Dodies in Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows, he's so fuckin' gifted
I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vault My childlike creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts
Reality is catchin' up with me Takin' my inner child, I'm fighting for it, custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond encrusted piece
Thinkin' no one man should have all that power The clock's tickin', I just count the hours Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off the powder 'Til then, fuck that, the world's ours
And then they, and then they And then they, and then they And then they, and then they 21st century schizoid man
Holy powers, Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole fuckin' nation They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation Well, that's a pretty bad way to start the conversation
At the end of day, goddammit, I'm killin' this shit I know damn well y'all feelin' this shit I don't need yo' pussy, bitch, I'm on my own dick I ain't gotta power trip, who you goin' home with?
How Ye doin'? I'm survivin' I was drinkin' earlier, now I'm drivin' Where the bad bitches, huh? Where ya hidin'? I got the power, make yo' life so excitin' (So excitin')
Now this'll be a beautiful death I'm jumpin' out the window I'm lettin' everything go I'm lettin' everything go
This'll be a beautiful death I'm jumpin' out the window I'm lettin' everything go I'm lettin' everything go
Now this'll be a beautiful death Jumpin' out the window Lettin' everything go Lettin' everything go
You got the power to let power come
21st century schizoid man


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