Rodgers ft. Michael Zapawa Lyrics

Oooo

Blast off

Contract your ego

Get you some miso soup

Where the coup from

You're outta the loop son

In your neighborhood

Widen your peephole

Fly down to Rico

Who the fuck's a negro

You fuck with the beat tho

In your neighborhood

Shit's changing

I fucking get it

It's scary

But we know where this shit is heading

Do you need a diuretic

I can have a medic prescribe it

To let it better pass

Overcome the virus in your gut feeling

Who knew a stomach could think

Quick as a blink

Acid tripping on links

The internet has inspired us

To be conspiratorial mindless

The editorials hating Muslims and Chinas

But we can put that behind us

Bad actors, bad apples don't define us

But y'all holding on blankies like y'all Linus

Charlie browns and blacks don't have to divide us

It can bring us together

Be the tether that binds us

It's what America was founded upon

And you can pass it along

Infect your kids or move past your front lawn

Be generative calm

Or degenerate thralls

Contract your ego

Get you some miso soup

Where you boots made

You're drinking the koolaid

In your neighborhood

Widen your peephole

Fly down to Rico

Who the fucks a negro

You fuck with the beat though

In your neighborhood

I'm empathetic but it's copacetic

You can bet against it but you can't beat it

Through wars on nouns

Proper or not, pound for pound

Your stake's about to be bought out

And in the end

We're all that we got

So don't sweat cuz your best guess

Says you get less from a system under duress

You're only adding on stress

The limitations of the races

On a cultural basis

Creates meaningless spaces and gaps

It's a fat cap

A political trap

A spherical mirror

A digital pact masquerading as fact

It's the only reason we separate

Beyond that you can't track

Nowadays we can listen to country, rock, and rap

And no matter the color or creed

Or on whichever beat you clap

We can meet in the middle

This thick world is getting thinner

You can either be chicken little or pray as one over chicken dinner

Contract your ego

Get you some miso soup

Where the coup from

You're outta the loop son

In your neighborhood

Widen your peephole

Fly down to Rico

Who the fuck's a negro

You fuck with the beat tho

In your neighborhood uh

Widen your peephole

Fly down to Rico

Who the fucks a negro

You fuck with the beat though

In your neighborhood