Ask What Happened

Build railroad tracks instead of class
And searching for scraps at night, okay
Punch cards fed into wall-sized beautiful
Computer tubes that light, okay
Phreaking phones, wanna to see what the possibilities
Of the tech ignite, okay
Perfect pitch or a blue box and you're on with the squad
Talk or type, okay

Captain Crunch and a whistle, stop your phone call
'Fore you say goodnight, okay
Bombs dropped on Vietnam, innocence lost
But they still want your fight, okay
Big afro and the dance floor at the disco
And the jeans real tight, okay
Hacked mixer and the turntable
Plugged straight into the streetlight, okay

Breakbeats got break-dancers breaking bones, breaking out
Every time they play
Breakthrough, breaking a thing will make it yours
Don't matter what they try to say
They can take everything, you'll take it back
By breaking it, so it's hype your way
Got 'em on they knees thinking 'bout when they first said
"Damn kids, they're all alike, okay"

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers
Does it make sense? Nope (nope)
Math ain't mathin', mad motherfuckers ain't makin' rent, so (so)
History and future belong to the one percent though (though)
Records in the present got bass to rattle they fence, okay
Trickle-down Monopoly money, it's just a game, nope (nope)
Made a revolution by playin' with model trains, so (so)
Phreak a telephone and live free up inside they brains though (though)
They sayin', "Damn kid, all he doing is playing games," okay

Fallout from revolution when the oil price hit a spike too high, okay
Fallout from radiation when the top blew and the sky lit up bright, okay
Sick as fuck of the lost jobs and the lost causes are causing a fight, okay
Slick as fuck when Valdez hit a rock
And the crude made the coastline to crudités

Pull some tricks, money shift
But they wasn't ready for the double dip that would fly they way
Fuel exhaust from the lift-off
Set a switch off and they all saw the light and flame
One more chance for the man
With the best plan to get the money back and to keep them safe
Ain't no peace in the streets
People fiend for release from a new kind of cheap cocaine

Contraband, Nicaragua and Iran
And a handshake for the CIA
Lady on the TV, sayin', "Just say no"
Like everything will be okay
NYC say the Wolfpack
Full of black boys had to be guilty of rape
But guess who slippin' into they system
Ripping 'em to the ground with the beat they make

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers
Does it make sense? Nope (nope)
Math ain't mathin', mad motherfuckers ain't makin' rent, so (so)
History and future belong to the one percent though (though)
Records in the present got bass to rattle they fence, okay
Trickle-down Monopoly money, it's just a game, nope (nope)
Made a revolution by playin' with model trains, so (so)
Phreak a telephone and live free up inside they brains though (though)
They sayin', "Damn kid, all he doing is playing games"

Okay, thumbs up for the bombs dropped
For the resource running low, killing many, okay
Safe harbors, set up offshore for the rich
If you got money you will be, okay
Stock markets never stop anymore
People locked on the floor trading all day
Farmers stop when the crops are worth less
Than the land that they start selling away

Internet entering into homes
Via phones online is a thing they say
Speed of thought is a boon for communication
Borders break when they link for trade
Ally's made to be safe and to maintain
Status of currency in play
Tech is king, and the life that it brings to the table
Is changing things you pay for

Virtual sex can be messy
But tissue by the desktop keep it clean, okay
Underground, they could start to acknowledge
Sound of the glitch in the beats they make
Mp3, SD2, PCM, AU, ALAC and WAV
Getting hard to imagine expanding a thought
When there's not any breathing space

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers
Does it make sense? Nope (nope)
Math ain't mathin', mad motherfuckers ain't makin' rent, so (so)
History and future belong to the one percent though (though)
Records in the present got bass to rattle they fence, okay
Trickle-down Monopoly money, it's just a game, nope (nope)
Made a revolution by playin' with model trains, so (so)
Phreak a telephone and live free up inside they brains though (though)
They sayin', "Damn kid, all he doing is playing games"

Oh, really
Still get endorphins from spendin' money so (so)
Virtual or physical, guess what the bank is coming for (for)
Everybody crazy for stayin' but no one running. though (though)
Maybe 'cause it really ain't nowhere under the sun to go (go)
No more land to tax and they tariff what you imagine so (so)
Stop your dreaming even if evening is gon' be lasting

Forever be a pawn they believing that they could master though
They never wanted to look behind the eyes of a hacker, okay