Inert
[Verse 1]
Got a fist to pump, unwillingness from others to follow up's a bump, and it's time to get goin'
Can feel the hull bowin' from the knowledge collectively bestowin'
I know that you all can feel it, the rising feelin', yeah, and you can say it's appealin' but we're peelin'
Off the road, car veerin', too busy to bothered by steerin' with how we're all perceived or appearin'
[Pre]
I need you to wake up, 'bout to have an overflowin' cup
[Chorus]
You're inert, why's your head in dirt? There's a tension buildin' you can't skirt
There's no time to be inert, rather be a contravert than еver let 'em hurt
Always a pot to stir, no point in bеin inert, it's time to be alert, so don't revert
Back to the black, put your foot down and attack what ain't servin' back
Yeah, go and hit the road Jack
[Verse 2]
Bein' inert is how to desert your fellow humans so assert knowledge and be curt
But make 'em acknowledge the last thing needed for wisdom is shit like payin' for college
And no money's ever gonna' make you pure, it ain't the cure, of this I'm sure and you're on edge for hearin' it
Well here's more, your purpose ain't online, in wine, or in-line for money, that's amateur
[Chorus]
You're inert, why's your head in dirt? There's a tension buildin' you can't skirt
There's no time to be inert, rather be a contravert than ever let 'em hurt
Always a pot to stir, no point in bein inert, it's time to be alert, so don't revert
Back to the black, put your foot down and attack what ain't servin' back
Yeah, go and hit the road Jack
[Post]
Only real ones know what I mean, right?
[Verse 3]
I'm never gonna run from no media, bleedin' ya, the worst at repeatin' ya
Your needs are second to the money machine that's been refined and peened
To keep intimidating and beatin' ya
Oh no here I go, explodin' while the average ear catchin' up and loadin
But they better hurry our face is to the stove and close to missin' all the encoding
Don't how they can't feel the forebodin'
[Chorus]
You're inert, why's your head in dirt? There's a tension buildin' you can't skirt
There's no time to be inert, rather be a contravert than ever let 'em hurt
Always a pot to stir, no point in bein inert, it's time to be alert, so don't revert
Back to the black, put your foot down and attack what ain't servin' back
Yeah, go and hit the road Jack
[End]
If you're inert, then beat it Jack