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groundling's pit - re-education camp lyrics

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i’d like to welcome everybody to the
r.e.c., gettin’ you up out the rut of
mtv, corporate is shootin’ for the
lcd, only fractions can identify the
magnified personified, he rhymes for free, and gets his
respect, see? don’t need to be rehashin’ trash to
be what we, were made to be, this doc has got his
phd, so he took out every member with that
neverendin’ tendency to shoot for a c, so when we
step onto the stage, we trade wisdom for attention paid
laymen’s terms squirm when they learn they ain’t permanent, made ‘em
disengage from the missin’ page of dictionary fishin’
days without a catch so call their castin’ a sport, reportin’
a’s for effort, mine’s effortless, i between the mc means
i create more, in case men inside can’t manage inner
changes that are necessary or else it gets dangerous, when they chop
off their heads to show you where their brain is…

chorus
welcome to the groundling’s pit, look around you never seen a
sound like this, listeners surrounded by these
ground-floor hits, cruisin’ ‘round the town poundin’ these
clowns and chicks, in the gowns and glitz, you’re in the
groundling’s pit, look around you never seen it
down like this, teenie boppers bound to give the
crown for this, platinum reactions to a track
by contraptions, what they’re lackin’ is this

so if rhymin’s in your dna, you can be a star without the
t and a, runnin’ game with just as many
points/replays, and if juniors join the league before ya
doesn’t mean they’re ready to play, sugar rookies, then when you
see them say they pushed through all of it until they
need beng-y, vision’s dark inside the biz
marquee men sway, believe me when i say that this is
crunchtime, baby, talents battle the fray, who throws
confetti at “machete” flicks, i’m ready for steady chicks
instead of a heavy-breasted, barely vetted, heady ditz, while the
levy gets it all ready, embezzlin’ many, settle for
pennies for your spot, get shot, watch the same
story told, unfolds into the same roles, my main goal’s
to maintain holds on the game’s souls, ‘cause their brain’s s’posed to remain closed
to temptations to turn artificial, when the art
officially switches to superficial…
chorus

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