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screens - super smack lyrics

[verse 1: super smack]
thank you my dear rapper friends for coming out to church today
here in the bas*m*nt of this church where they usually hold aa
i co*opted this sp*ce and swapped that ‘a’ with a big f*ckin ’s’
so we could get our sins up off our chest

i’m not the priest but please confess to me
the demons that seeped in between you and your screens
you can choose the podium, your chair, or those cushions for your knees
i only ask we keep this confidential, nothing more
oh and one more thing i almost forgot please check your phones in at the door

oh lord, see these things i’vе done
feels like i’m trapped in a mazе
and although i run
i’m still lost here
i’m still lost here
and all i see around me are these screens

[chorus: super smack]
too many screens
too many godd*mn screens
i’m twisted i’m tilted i’ve turned on too many screens
too many screens
too many godd*mn screens
i’m twisted i’m tilted i’ve turned on too many screens
[verse 2: lex the lexicon artist]
facebook, insta, twitter, facebook, reddit, insta, twitter, gmail? (what?)
whether it’s a dank meme or a sh*tpost you can bet that i’ll be reading it in detail
’cause i been staring nonstop at my smartphone or my desktop i’m just aimlessly scrolling
ever since i was a kid i’ve been using the internet strictly to fill in this hole in my heart

where do i start, back in irc chat rooms or forums just talking to strangers
or casually adding those randos on msn messenger
straight disregarding the dangers
of internet abuse or people preying on minors
all i know was i wanted to satiate my desires
of fame, and appreciation i’m still seeking on facebook
so hey it’s looking like the situation is dire (sigh)

i don’t know what i’m waiting for
a text from that one person that i’m craving or
an email that would tell me that i made it or
maybe a notification to show i ain’t ignored

you say i’m bored, but i blame inertia
you don’t know the ways that your brain can hurt ya
goin’ through the pages of reddit in search of
f*ck all, draining sands like the prince of persia

guess it’s the urge for the dopamine hit
the second i get it i know it’s legit
i put effort in taking control of my sh*t
but the question’s i don’t think i know when to quit
no checking or scrolling, i better live in the moment
lest i let it go over and then regret when i’m older
i need to leave the big bad social media machine
and if i never relapse i’ll be free of the screen

[verse 3: kadesh flow]

i been up for 5 days
trying to make this grind pay
watch them catch a night wave
while i make the slide play
whoa
i could use a nap
or two days of snoozing
rap is kind of hard. look, super smack

listen i just have to tell ya
even with a packed bar yelling my name
i still feel like a failure
2 am i’m playing games to decompress
’cause while wouldn’t say i haven’t moved the needle yet
or that i’m not experiencing things i’ve dreamed of, guess
this witcher run’s the only way i’ll feel sleepiness
plus a vodka soda
beside my controller
now it’s 4 i’m hopeless
i’ve got a call in the morning
it’s at like 930 am
but i’m hurting wait a min
now it’s 5
i’ll survive
took shots and downed some coffee
at like 9 before my show
now it’s 6. bae just walked in yawning then her eyes she rolled

my bad
she leaves me to finish
the story arc that i’m concerned i might delete if i get up
and let up
on the notion that i need to breathe in the set up
of magic characters and puzzles on the screen i’m digesting

i’m like a workaholic alcoholic gamaholic fiend i’m obsessive
and if i ever get to sleep i’m reflecting
on what i just played
these games keep me from stressing
i guess i must say
many screens i need to feel rested
oh no

[verse 4: schaffer the darklord]

my name is schaffer (hi, schaffer) and i’m an addict (oh no)
twenty plus years of daily usage, it’s far surpassed a bad habit
with that first shot i got for free, i never thought i’d be a fiend
a junkie for p*rnography, a drug i’m popping via screens

i used to call my viewing healthy, h*ll, i nattered on about it
before i noticed i no longer get turned on without it
and my old s*x drive which i once thought was endless (gone)
replaced by shame which came along with my newfound dependence (y’all)

i’m online, and i’m strung out, glassy*eyed with my tongue out
take that dose, and i feel worse, i’ve got thirty tabs open, and i still search
for that last clip that i can’t find, that fast hit for this sick mind
i go hard till i get off like i’m livestock feeding from a pig’s trough

xtube on my iphone * coffee shop, jpegs on my h drive * lost a job
dts on the n train * hopping off, and beeline to a pee scene * i gotta stop
bdsm to ddlg to joi pov going full hd
every night getting high with my doc, and bye*bye to my love life rip

[verse 5: super smack]

i’m supposed to be super
that’s the moniker
sometimes i lose it though
surrender to my monitor
playin’ smash long past the time it was fun
funny when your favorite work of art
and your addiction become
1am to 8am

yo desh, i’m right there with you
lex and schaffer, different strains but the same disease, i feel you
got poison ivy in our psyche
shooting that iv, call it ig
or a girl on guy scene
or getting hit by a side b
why don’t you just die, screen

- super smack lyrics

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