Original - MF Doom
Television incision of a vision that you don’t Wanna
live in, gaming’s filling minds with Zombies flames and killing,
Children emulating villains - screaming Violence!
blood be spillin’
Aint nothing but TELEVISION
Remote
controls take the role of neuropathic stimulation, save
Movement
stilted save for digits that be in perpetuation,
Presence
falling steady, eyes are fixed
As asses stick to seats and verbal autoclitics
dwindle quick,
Still
as corpses in the script we sit
But
reality is where? deep in screens we stare,
As virtual
scenes void of virtue numb the feels, Our thumbs do the deals
Flashing
death you know the rest, check your halo in this mess,
The
scenes make me uneasy, pepto biznotch do attest,
The best kind of controller teach you how to love
to death,
Accepting violence never rests I feel defeated I
confess,
Expressing such dissent not the chillest social
leap,
Which
means I gotta front with peep, so I’ll follow suite but secretly divert my
eyes
from
these scenes I speak,
Cause if I see it then I'll feel it, and If u
like that, then you illin’,
Despite
this spew I’ll root and cheer my friend on like I got a clue or give a hoot or
even saw what that gun can do,
As if I really think Its cool to pretend to end
the lives of fools?
Acting pleased by bloody screens, delighted by
the biggest booms
Winners still got shot this games mo murda than a
duel,
Stacking points and coins and weapons
It’s
a bit a bit excessive
Jumping levels, skipping lessons, Falling ill
like an infection
Try to keep the kids protected cause they need
it, I suspect it,
You'll never see me play, I can barely stand to
spectate it,
My ego too immaculate for all this wack-ness,
Pretending it’s not sick to make-believe so
steep,
Spending hours tied to screens and screams Where evil
never sleep oh geez,
My buddy hooked on violence oh its just like a
disease!
My
imagination's tainted more and more like every day,
Players
get so immersed and change, lose their selves along the way,
Home
again a new identity they got pwned in the game,
In
reality this para social potion a calamity
doing
evil deeds guilt free because the bible's on the table?
This
industry is next-level but you can't forget the fables,
The cookie still will crumble when you're
avatar-enabled,
This Systematic spawning charged my brain with
massive static,
Kill
my buzz cause higher levels password protected,
All
your systems on the shelf, keep them separate,
The
cube the box the sphere.... the solar systems far and near,
Steering
clear from one another cause machine's man of the year.
O
brother, please relieve me from this violent death and fear,
Peel
away from television select a character that's real cause I'm right here