This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Ah, I stank I can, I stank I can
The funky engine that could
Ooh-ooh, yosky-wosky, pisky-wisky
All aboard the Stankonia Express
The underground smell road
Everybody's lookin' for an excuse to let loose
What's your locomotive, the chatta nigga choo-choo?
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams (uh, yeah)
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles (uh, uh, yeah)
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Back on the microphone, your number one controller
I rock the microphone like a blizzard
I'm so cold, I'm tryin' to told ya
Life is like a great big roller coaster
Everything in life don't always happen like it's supposed to
Trials and tribulations make you stronger, live longer
You wanna reach the nation, nigga, start from ya corner
Everything in life don't always happen like you planned it
Demand it, over-stand it, then you handle it
Fuck wishing, you missing the ambition on your mission
Now you switching, why you quitting 'cause it's heated in the kitchen?
Sloppy slipping in your pimpin', nigga
You either pistol whip the nigga or you choke the trigger
You've got to follow through, struggle to complete your dreams
"No Weapon Formed Agains Prospers" 54:17
From Isaiah, lay a nigga down and spray 'em
If the dealer dealt a fucked up hand of cards you've gotta play 'em
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams (yeah)
Too Democratic, Republic, fuck it
We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket
Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dollar and wipe my ass wit it
You livin' for the lotto, never hit it
I met a critic, I made her shit her drawers
She said she thought hip-hop was only guns and alcohol
I said, "Oh hell, nah," but yet it's that too
You can't discrimi-hate 'cause you done read a book or two
What if I looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms
Living in your closet would I stop and would I pause it? Woo
To put that bitch in slower motion, got the potion and the antidote
And a quote for collision the decision is
Do you want to live or wanna exist?
The game changes everyday, so obsolete is the fist and marches
Speeches only reaches those who already know about it
This is how we go about it
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind, the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dry and grey, it's thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life
And that's life and that's life
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've gotta re-route my dreams
Y'all can't harm me, it's over
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
The funky engine that could
Ooh-ooh, yosky-wosky, pisky-wisky
All aboard the Stankonia Express
The underground smell road
Everybody's lookin' for an excuse to let loose
What's your locomotive, the chatta nigga choo-choo?
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams (uh, yeah)
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles (uh, uh, yeah)
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Back on the microphone, your number one controller
I rock the microphone like a blizzard
I'm so cold, I'm tryin' to told ya
Life is like a great big roller coaster
Everything in life don't always happen like it's supposed to
Trials and tribulations make you stronger, live longer
You wanna reach the nation, nigga, start from ya corner
Everything in life don't always happen like you planned it
Demand it, over-stand it, then you handle it
Fuck wishing, you missing the ambition on your mission
Now you switching, why you quitting 'cause it's heated in the kitchen?
Sloppy slipping in your pimpin', nigga
You either pistol whip the nigga or you choke the trigger
You've got to follow through, struggle to complete your dreams
"No Weapon Formed Agains Prospers" 54:17
From Isaiah, lay a nigga down and spray 'em
If the dealer dealt a fucked up hand of cards you've gotta play 'em
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams (yeah)
Too Democratic, Republic, fuck it
We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket
Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dollar and wipe my ass wit it
You livin' for the lotto, never hit it
I met a critic, I made her shit her drawers
She said she thought hip-hop was only guns and alcohol
I said, "Oh hell, nah," but yet it's that too
You can't discrimi-hate 'cause you done read a book or two
What if I looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms
Living in your closet would I stop and would I pause it? Woo
To put that bitch in slower motion, got the potion and the antidote
And a quote for collision the decision is
Do you want to live or wanna exist?
The game changes everyday, so obsolete is the fist and marches
Speeches only reaches those who already know about it
This is how we go about it
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind, the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dry and grey, it's thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life
And that's life and that's life
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams
Humble as a mumble in the jungles
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So I guess I've gotta re-route my dreams
Y'all can't harm me, it's over
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
Shh, hush
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