[Hook]
We are the robots
They tell us when to laugh and cry
They tell us how we should survive
Is there a "U" in the word "I"?
And to be different is a crime
[Verse 1 - Playboy Tre]
We live in a world
Where being different is different
All you niggas are so much alike
That I don't know the difference
While all I see is robots
Trying to do what's 'so hot'
Following the mainframe
Got traffic fucked up
Cause niggas scared
To take their own lane
Our sons cry, but tell them
"Nigga be tough, like Gorrila Glue"
And wonder why
He slapped them heads soft
Like gorillas do
Cause we were told: just to be gangsta
You must pull a trigger
So now there's nothing but shooters
In my old school picture
They tell us how to act
How to laugh, how to feel
Enlist us in their gang called the army
And tell us how to kill
Even the station tell me
What I oughta dance to
Try to change, they drop you
Before you even get a chance to
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2 - B.o.B]
This is a strange world that we are inhabiting
They tell you:
"Hold them tears back
It just ain't masculine"
You wake up everyday at
6:00 to go to class again
So they can tell us:
"You're a slave, you dirty Africans!"
And then we watch it and observe it
Soak it up and learn it
So that it gets recycled
And repeated and refurbished
The tell us:
"Walk on the right side of
The hallway in sequence"
And when you see that flag
You better pledge your allegiance
They tell us what to eat
And if you're thinking not
Then how come there's a McDonalds
On every single block (McLovin' it)
They feed us like we're hampsters
Prisoned and enslaved (they say)
The best slave is a slave
Who doesn't know it's enslaved
Damn
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3 - Playboy Tre]
To live different;
You call it pitiful
Talk about a ridicule
Like we're wrong
But living like the 'norm'
To me is difficult
It's stifling
These niggas robotic
I'm nothing like them
I run with
The Ham Squad
'Regular' doesn't excite them
Or please them or entice them
Slither with a slight grin
At the show
Get to it
Ham surrounds us like a hyphen
Unique?
I'm trying to take it further
While you sleep
So robotic
I know your verb's waiting
For you to speak
And I know
You're nobodies, a bitch
An awful puppet
And if not, why do you accept
The bullshit and yell out "fuck it"
Who knows?
Maybe we're programmed to follow
And say a bunch of shit that's hollow
Think about it
[Hook x2]
We are the robots
They tell us when to laugh and cry
They tell us how we should survive
Is there a "U" in the word "I"?
And to be different is a crime
[Verse 1 - Playboy Tre]
We live in a world
Where being different is different
All you niggas are so much alike
That I don't know the difference
While all I see is robots
Trying to do what's 'so hot'
Following the mainframe
Got traffic fucked up
Cause niggas scared
To take their own lane
Our sons cry, but tell them
"Nigga be tough, like Gorrila Glue"
And wonder why
He slapped them heads soft
Like gorillas do
Cause we were told: just to be gangsta
You must pull a trigger
So now there's nothing but shooters
In my old school picture
They tell us how to act
How to laugh, how to feel
Enlist us in their gang called the army
And tell us how to kill
Even the station tell me
What I oughta dance to
Try to change, they drop you
Before you even get a chance to
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2 - B.o.B]
This is a strange world that we are inhabiting
They tell you:
"Hold them tears back
It just ain't masculine"
You wake up everyday at
6:00 to go to class again
So they can tell us:
"You're a slave, you dirty Africans!"
And then we watch it and observe it
Soak it up and learn it
So that it gets recycled
And repeated and refurbished
The tell us:
"Walk on the right side of
The hallway in sequence"
And when you see that flag
You better pledge your allegiance
They tell us what to eat
And if you're thinking not
Then how come there's a McDonalds
On every single block (McLovin' it)
They feed us like we're hampsters
Prisoned and enslaved (they say)
The best slave is a slave
Who doesn't know it's enslaved
Damn
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3 - Playboy Tre]
To live different;
You call it pitiful
Talk about a ridicule
Like we're wrong
But living like the 'norm'
To me is difficult
It's stifling
These niggas robotic
I'm nothing like them
I run with
The Ham Squad
'Regular' doesn't excite them
Or please them or entice them
Slither with a slight grin
At the show
Get to it
Ham surrounds us like a hyphen
Unique?
I'm trying to take it further
While you sleep
So robotic
I know your verb's waiting
For you to speak
And I know
You're nobodies, a bitch
An awful puppet
And if not, why do you accept
The bullshit and yell out "fuck it"
Who knows?
Maybe we're programmed to follow
And say a bunch of shit that's hollow
Think about it
[Hook x2]
( Playboy Tre )
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