Get Ignorant Lyrics - Oneirology - Cunninlynguists

You try to get success directly 

But there is one to destroy us 

Sometimes the way is of need 

Perhaps you may get ignorant 

Do I gotta get ign'ant and show my pigment on the job 

Slap the darkest part of my hand, across jaws 

These days and times with jobs hard to find 

You gotta work a salt mine or work an assault 9 

Most folks barely staying afloat through proper channels 

And think the rich sit with black candles and slaughter mammals 

And run the globe with mind control and designer sandals 

But life's a skinny bitch, it's a struggle to get a handle 

I'm about to just break bad, like Malcolm's dad 

Be Meth Boyardee 

with a lab and a yellow cab 

so I can get the right picket fence 

and yellow labs 

That American Dream makes me wake up and scream 

making sense of old money buying shiny new things 

That I'm about to break as I'm creating a scene 

You can use as a anthem for Kanye's tantrums 

Cause I'm about a thumb and a finger away from snapping, DAMN! 

I'm early e'ry day, never took a vacation 

Through mandatory overtime I always stay patient 

Through all the petty dramas I'm calmer than a sloth 

But this shit don't change like if Obama woulda lost 

I done worked my ass off 'bout 20-11 years 

I'm usually far from anything that heaven fears 

But I'm feeling off-kilter. I ain't about to kill ya 

But I am about to loosen up this filter 

There's you jerking off to Halle Berry on the shitter 

Then firing a nigga cause he's checking on his Twitter 

You mad cause nobody's tagging you in all the pictures? 

Well here's a good one of you tagging your wife's sister 

Like THAT- See I been knowing ways to fight back 

Vimeo of you saying you don't like blacks 

Clearly though, full HD and in stereo 

Your network's got holes my dude, cheerio. 

Look, success is just a thought but it can push us to the edge but in my head 

At an early age like the Pledge 

Give our allegiance, while your at it give your souls 

Won't tell you til you're grown that all that glitters ain't gold 

Love to watch 'em race, love to watch 'em chase dreams 

So dirty there ain't a cycle that you can make clean 

Got the athletes juicing, singers getting naked 

Rappers spending all they money before they even make it 

Actors scared to age, shooting acid in their faces 

Slaves to the ratings, every show is more tasteless 

Faithless as angels, cutting wings from their scapula 

To trade it all in and be Dracula 

Genocide in East Africa, but you watching Battlestar Gallactica 

Filling up the data in the back of your digital camera 

Taking glamorous shots of your mammaries 

Surrounded by Vanity Fair magazine 

in stuffed animals in the house your parents paid for 

Built by hand on land people slaved for 

Get ignorant, stay ignorant, in fact 

If you feel my sentiment, attack 

Keep kicking it, screaming for your sense of entitlement 

Flip me off with the same hand you hold the Bible with 

all that botox, every cream, every vitamin 

Can't cover up the ignorance that's inside of you. 

I wouldn't lie to you, t can't cover up the ignorance that's inside of you.