Lyrics Invisible Hand - Soul Khan

Invisible Hand

I moved to the city with an ideal vision
But I feel quite different since my light bill’s risen
Cause my life’s real mission is to entertain
And this game’s never played on a level plane
So while these groupie motherfuckers getting center stage
I open up to earn the dues that they never paid
They try to piss on my lawn and call it lemonade
So I’mma have to settle this the armageddon way
Well, I think middle finger number one is reserved
For backpackers that act like they’re muttering nerds
You can’t carry the torch when you’re so spineless
(Are those glasses a fashion choice?) No, I’m blind, bitch
And middle finger number two belongs to the tweeters
Who can’t pack a show but got an onslaught of readers
I sweat for my props and I spend my profits
While you only get pounds for a trending topic
HA!
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They say blood’s thicker than Poland Spring
But to some folks there isn’t a colder drink
So keep your veins covered when these fanged suckers approach
Cause if you talk out of turn they gonna puncture your throat
And I’ve been told I’d be signed in a New York minute
If I wore tighter jeans and a New York fitted
«If that doesn’t work, we can try a different gimmick, though
Do a fiddler on the roof and put you in hasidic clothes»
Label heads told me I’m the freshest in the east
A menace and a beast without the kennel and the leash
Battle vets told me I’m a legend in the streets
But if I want something higher, they won’t let me get a piece
But who’s to say I can’t kumite 'em out their foolish ways
And get a new arrangement?
Otherwise I’m administering euthanasia
At the last second, I’mma ask 'em, «Who can save you?»