"PARENTAL ADVISORY" lyrics
K.A.A.N. & D-Ace Lyrics
When did the game get so demonic
It sick sick sick messages inside the content
The energies evil just read the room and you can sense it
I feel like these artist are puppets
Strings getting pulled by Geppetto
Must be some dust in that rello
Nigga don't get censored
But ask yourself what the fuck is they saying though
What's the reason you play it for
Is the feeling intentional
OR is it just another TicTok trend
That clock gone tic till it tok and that bullshit ends
I can't defend it
Them microwave frequencies fuck you up huh
That ain't good for your spirt
Them demons is what I run from
They got souls for sale come get a lump sum
Critical phycology numb you out like lobotomies
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
Crazy ain't it
You should get acquainted
Everyone is famous
I meant brainless
Ain't got a single braincell remaining
Chain swinging
Looking like a noose from your neck hanging
Rap became cooperate
Like a fucking Warhol painting
Maybe I'm out of touch
Or I'm just out of reach
It's odd to see the art formed that I thought would last forever broken down into 30 second clips for apps
Tell me what the fuck is that
So off track that I don't think we'll ever make it back
Some say it's progress
Some say it's regression
I'm guessing
We'll learn the same lessons that rock and roll did
When you take the heart out the art
It can not be revived
We are witnessing creative genocide
My god
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
Well, look at all these fools tap dancing and going
They pulling phones out so that they can capture the moment
They monetizing yo whole life who really owns it
It's quite performative its a show
Said most days I feel like I'm Yasiin bey
Rappers went from selling crack to smoking it
There's the joke in it
That deep inside the motion of the ocean
Overdosing shit
Hopelessness
Empty inside that's why we promote the shit
I suppose that we all lost
In the fast lane to a dead end spiritual grave yard
When you wake up from the dream and you realize what you lost
Who gone do the dirty work if everybody is a boss
Frauds
All I see is snakes
All I see is fakes
How much can the levy take before it finally breaks
Call me when y'all come down from the high
Altitude is eye to eye
You see the end is a matter of time
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
It sick sick sick messages inside the content
The energies evil just read the room and you can sense it
I feel like these artist are puppets
Strings getting pulled by Geppetto
Must be some dust in that rello
Nigga don't get censored
But ask yourself what the fuck is they saying though
What's the reason you play it for
Is the feeling intentional
OR is it just another TicTok trend
That clock gone tic till it tok and that bullshit ends
I can't defend it
Them microwave frequencies fuck you up huh
That ain't good for your spirt
Them demons is what I run from
They got souls for sale come get a lump sum
Critical phycology numb you out like lobotomies
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
Crazy ain't it
You should get acquainted
Everyone is famous
I meant brainless
Ain't got a single braincell remaining
Chain swinging
Looking like a noose from your neck hanging
Rap became cooperate
Like a fucking Warhol painting
Maybe I'm out of touch
Or I'm just out of reach
It's odd to see the art formed that I thought would last forever broken down into 30 second clips for apps
Tell me what the fuck is that
So off track that I don't think we'll ever make it back
Some say it's progress
Some say it's regression
I'm guessing
We'll learn the same lessons that rock and roll did
When you take the heart out the art
It can not be revived
We are witnessing creative genocide
My god
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
Well, look at all these fools tap dancing and going
They pulling phones out so that they can capture the moment
They monetizing yo whole life who really owns it
It's quite performative its a show
Said most days I feel like I'm Yasiin bey
Rappers went from selling crack to smoking it
There's the joke in it
That deep inside the motion of the ocean
Overdosing shit
Hopelessness
Empty inside that's why we promote the shit
I suppose that we all lost
In the fast lane to a dead end spiritual grave yard
When you wake up from the dream and you realize what you lost
Who gone do the dirty work if everybody is a boss
Frauds
All I see is snakes
All I see is fakes
How much can the levy take before it finally breaks
Call me when y'all come down from the high
Altitude is eye to eye
You see the end is a matter of time
With no parental advisory
With no parental advisory
