Lyrics
"An individual coming into a corporation, walking into the data center
An individual disrupts a corporation by turning off the data center's power switch.
Turning the power switch off
This action causes all machines to power down, leading to the offline status of human infrastructure.
All the machines immediately power down because that's what happens
Humans, similar to machines, have threat sensors (limbic system) triggering protective responses.
The human infrastructure goes offline and stops working
In the face of a threat, people become guarded, parsing words and closely monitoring actions.
Humans, not unlike machines in a data center, have sensors
Fear conditioning occurs, imprinting the threatening person's image on the brain.
In our cases, a threat sensor called the limbic system
Merely encountering the person can activate the limbic system, disrupting normal function.
And when there's a threat
Various situations trigger the limbic system, impacting productivity in meetings and daily activities.
They basically go into protective mode
Comparing the unproductive environment to malfunctioning equipment in a room.
And you can see it when you walk around
Detailed explanation of the impact of a threatening individual on the collective mindset and productivity.
People are very guarded
-They parse every word that comes out of their mouth
-They're watching your every action
-There's something called fear conditioning
-Which is exactly the same thing
-That person's image gets imprinted on the brain
-In the brain of the other individual that they've threatened
-Your brain would maintain an image of that
-'Cause it was a great threat to your survival
-All you need is the mere presence of that individual
-To set off the limbic system, a cascade of events
-It could be passing them in the hallway
-It could be them coming to a meeting
-Where you have to be there with them
-The fact of the matter is, the minute that person shows up
-The meeting becomes completely unproductive
-Everybody is focused on the threat, not on the work
-And it's the same thing: it's like having a room full of equipment
-When none of it is working—suddenly these people are so—so damaging"
-Hacksaws, crass black Rachmaninoff
Rapid-fire lyrics discussing various topics, including references to Ciara, Nevada, and challenges in communication.
Smack paws with the cats from the Donner Party
-That's a body party, Ciara, Nevada
-I'm Hunter's lawyer scared of nada
-Paranoia among you marionettes is fodder for me
-Tell your father for me I said, "What up?
-But don't call me," what's the story? Glory, never
-Not even when I'm salt and pepper?
-You'll go on and ignore me forever? Cardi
-Still carded
-Immortal form in the shape of adorable, stay sharper than Dominican barber shape-ups
-Marble, tabletop elegance, Parker Posey, Peter, New York elements
-Par irrelevance, Smithsonian twice
-Pardon your feigned ignorance, bitch, pardon your life
-Cotta terra color, Botticelli body, mind a mile minute
-The pedagogy's for no fucks, infinite
-Better keep a medevac hoverin' 24 or the fault's all yours as you draw your last breath
-And I draw chalk while y'all still talkin' all stressed
-Spitting Ipecac, called ya family, bawl out ya chest, boy
-Act next door, demeanor with the neck tats confuse
-Textbook procedure with an X-Acto, profuse use
-Of calling me "sassy motherfucker," Balderdash, I'm the original nasty motherfucker
-Let's dance
Invitation to dance, possibly representing defiance or celebration.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Countdown to "zero" with a repeated theme of having zero "fucks to give."
Five, four, three, two, one
-Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero
-You already know I'ma reign on it
Expression of confidence, references to fire and magma, and a playful mention of the hustle in a crowded disco.
Bring me the check, king me
-Fire, brimstone, magma, lava, Dylan, molten granite, dollars
-Kimchee, longer it sits, stronger the MC
-But no literal sittin' humility, nobody touch her
-Nobodies given immunity and I start killin' at dusk, though
-Everybody doin' the hustle like I'm shooting in a crowded disco
-You pop cap locks brother
-Ya missed me? Did you miss me?
Challenge to those who overlooked the artist's catalog, emphasizing the consequences of neglect.
Well, you should have bought the catalog, stupid
-You getting whatchu put in, pudding, clueless
-I don't make personal house calls to do this
-Foolish, rules is mixed if my whole don't exist
-And if I don't go on a list then why the fuck should I color in lines, I'm colored in fine
-New Crayola color, I see you colored in mine
-Now who you say your mother, me?
-Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Repetition of the countdown to "zero" and the theme of having zero "fucks to give."
Five, four, three, two, one
-Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
-Fucks to give: zero, zero
-Brutal shot, harsh wit get it in
Rapid-fire lyrics touching on wit, experiences with Uno, and a resilient attitude despite challenges.
Better than pseudo, better men
-Been yelling Uno, since I was stepping in
-Kudos nada, feel Uber lyft out, Juno
-In rudimentary form, in top form
-But you've been pawned like I'm not born
-I pom pom myself solo tho, cheers
-Go alone mon ami holding no fears
-Say fuck 'em
-"Zero-o-o!"
-"Zero!"
Repetition of the word "zero" in a powerful manner, emphasizing a lack of concern or care.
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