Ben "Bengineer" Cybulsky - The Process (Guillotine) lyrics

[Intro: Ubiquitous] It can't It won't It ain't gon'... [Verse 1: Ubiquitous] This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius Made in America, cover the grey areas With black and white hysteria over the way we're pairing up They wanna dig a grave for us to lay us in and bury us The mumble rap-athon is on and on, to the break of dawn Rollin' up the green, pa** it on, Grey Poupon Pour a cup of lean and autotune it, how you make a song Storin' up my chi, sorry if I kept you waiting long Actin' like I left, well Ces is back in effect Young rappers lackin' respect, they only after a check Call it pa**ive-aggressive fact, you not a fact or a threat Take a knee and protest, Collin Kaepernick, I rep the backpackers to the d**h, most accurate yet They pinnin' the blame on lyricism for our lack of success I blow the spot, light the shade where they sleep I pay to see you find your way inside this maze full of sheep, playin for keeps They keep the gamepad locked and roll a Maybach drop Pushin' out the stock hits to make the payroll pop (The in-) The industry turnin' out the same old slop But no, it can't (it can't), it won't (it won't), it ain't gon' stop [Hook: Ubiquitous] It ain't gon' stop It ain't gon' stop And babe t**n' on the wall bettin' they gon' watch Okay it might blow up, (it may) it may go pop But no, it can't (it can't), it won't (it won't), it ain't gon' stop [Verse 2: Godemis] From my critique of what I'm peepin', it's a lame scene They set you up to fail, they on the same team Nobody questions what's your method man, you Gangrene Rappers hate on actors, but the fact is they the same thing Everything is mainstream, sleepers had the same dreams Suppose what you click for the pictures and let the chain swing But what would happen if these rappers ever came clean? Kickin' it to peasants with the message, "We the same being" I've seen so many who hustled and no avail Intent to get a chain, but they playin' a show and tell I'm losin' my religion, so Satan can go to hell And if such a place exists, I'll be safe if you hold a cell I heard you makin' 'em statements that we some s**ers Once and for all, let me set this sh** straight for you motherf**ers We never made a record and tried to shop it to Trav and Tech We made it off the strength of our talent and havin' that respect [Bridge: Ubiquitous] I let the name drop, and wonder how he stay so hot My team sittin' on a couple things they don't got (The in-) The industry turnin' out the same old slop And no, it can't (it can't), it won't (it won't), it ain't gon' stop [Hook: Ubiquitous] It ain't gon' stop It ain't gon' stop The new world order was an age old plot Okay it might blow up, (it may) it may go pop But no, it can't (it can't), it won't (it won't), it ain't gon' stop [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] You wanna front what? Get your tomato squashed They washed up, dried out, they lost their Play-Doh top Go 'head, hit me with everything you pendejos got I got the fuego chop, they wanna wait on 'Pac But Biggie can't save us, and Iggy can't save us I don't suppose I can either, so I can't say much These skinny-jean a** rappers can't stand straight up They lookin' like my grand-daddy with the pants they bust I'm still saggin' I came to soak your fan-base up Emancipate your people, f** your whole campaign up I'm in the ring rollin' with both of my hands taped up Shadowboxing until clear channel mandates us Their whole plan-a s**ed They wanna band-aid cuts Tryin' to rub us out, f** a c*nt and sandpapers They landscape as such, what kinda chance do we got? You know it can't, it won't, it ain't gon' stop (Yeah)