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Cool Calm Pete "Offline" (prod. by Pre)

Modern Shark presents Cool Calm Pete - "Offline" Cop it on itunes because it's dope and it's only 99 cents. Pre made this beat. Pre was the producer behind Babbletron. More from Cool Calm Pete soon, we promise. LYRICS: Let me get into your pretty little head Pretty lights Digital cameras action Computer-generated Assimilated, new clothes I get it, times are changin Hard to let go of the past, I must be aging An Amasian: Afrocentric and amazing Self-fulfilling prophecies They call it Hip Hop's disease No cure for these cancers Just me and these wires, aint no room for you dancers Stay in school, get a job, pray to God, whatever works Complain, put it on a tee shirt Yeah I get it, times are changin You like all kinds of music You like dressin up, dressin down You adult now, you from generation Fuck The World Remember Y2K? A little bit of you hoped the world would end Then it came and went, and moved on, And nothing happened? These digital displays... you can't turn em back 15 minutes, you been there, done that Your hopes and dreams, they fell through the cracks Then you close your eyes, computer screen black That's you, pixels, Keanu Reeves in the Matrix, Ridin the subway Sweatshirts with spaceships Yeah I get it, times are changin Flatscreens, tight jeans, sippin cocktails at Wallgreens Flashin lights, digital cameras, action Computer-generated You collect shit You turnin Japanese, yeah I get it We all X-Men, freak Frankensteins textin You bought that garbage on sale Thought they would bail you out Times is strange, people talkin strange Rearrange, no edits Thought you figured it out, but you didn't So you dead it So nowadays you watch food on the television And far away, people still dyin of starvation But you can't help them You're too busy sharin your dreams with Mr. Reeves In the limousine, wine tastin Yeah I get it, things have changed Talk to you later Abbreviated... hater See you in hell, or should I say see you tomorrow Older horror, welcome back to the Terrordome Never alone, I'm wireless E.T. phone home, unidentified star ramblin Same bitches at the bar, got nothin to lose I'm all in, offline gamblin