Wherever you are (x3)
Yo, free-slice radar with satellite tracking, homing devices, cellular contraptions
You can run but you won't get far 'cuz we're bound to find you wherever you are
Most stay in line with new age designs and then follow suit with the way you compute
In a bus, train, airplane, apartment, or car, believe that we'll find you wherever you are
Mappin' out coordinates and smashin' insubordinates
I burn 'em with a torch lit by the less fortunate
Styk, scorching it, state of mind's affordin' it
So I'ma eat no matter how big or small the portion is
You can try your hand at being motionless and be a sitting target
But that only means that in the human market you would be a bargain
A value-plus discount
I perform a routine on the parallel bars of consciousness and stick the dismount
Gotta make this count before it's all over with
Conjure up a keepsake and hope you don't dispose of it
By dispelling ??? and all of its supposedness
The inner mind's eye is what I focus with
See a door before it even manifests and open it
Entering a world without the handcuffs and scarred wrists but ya'll still want it regardless
'Cuz it's brand new (for you, and you, and you)
On-Star, Northstar, in and out of your car, State Farm's cheaper with on-board report cards
You can run but you won't get far, 'cuz we're bound to find you wherever you are
Most stay in line with new age designs and then follow suit with the way you compute
In a bus, train, airplane, apartment, or car, believe that we'll find you wherever you are
Wherever you are (x6)
Listen
Soon enough, satellites will form a force-field around the planet and surround us
While everyone is looking confused and saying "Damn, I can't believe that they found us"
A few of us will show you what tunneling underground does
Maybe it'll scramble up the signal, let 'em know we're here to battle back and it's official
Let 'em know the cattle can react to push the issue
And stampede the onslaught in style superficial
I form telepathic images into a gallery that'll be displayed in times of fantastic fallacy
Or I'll just save time and sandblast my way through
Save time 'cuz you wastin' time that we gave you
I wade through invisible transmissions and visual connections to others on hand-held receivers
Making me a product of the information age, but we stayed misinformed so that can't work either
(God knows man put under surveillance)
(Oh, the satellite lens!)
(Surveying their activity)
Synthesis and Dave Matter
(Destroy the satellite)
(Where are they?)
Free-slice radar with satellite tracking, homing devices, cellular contraptions
You can run but you won't get far 'cuz we're bound to find you wherever you are
Most stay in line with new age designs and then follow suit with the way you compute
In a bus, train, airplane, apartment, or car, believe that we'll find you wherever you are