Put your mother fucking phone down

Listen to the microphone sound

Full crowd and we did it for the home town

Stand ground pay attention to the here and now

So look around put your mother fucking phone down

So get your head up out your phone and breath

The signal strengths not controlling me

So fuck them cellular bars, I’m selling bars of poetry

My headphones connected to a silver cross and rosary

So when the phone will ring I know the Devil ain’t approaching me

So don't emoji me, a smiley face so openly

Them eggplants are passive baby ask me just to show the D

I heard you known all over Instagram, supposedly

Nobody knows you locally, online you growing globally

But tonight were connected here to prove it

Came from all different directions, no exception keep it moving

No distraction from the cellular reception is elusive

Just enjoy the text and quit auto-correcting all my music

Can you feel it, that vibrations not your phone now

Can you hear it, and this aint no ringtone sound

This the type of song to get you hyped up at the shows now

Middle fingers up and put you mother fucking phones down

Put your mother fucking phone down

Listen to the microphone sound

Full crowd and we did it for the home town

Stand ground pay attention to the here and now

So look around put your mother fucking phone down

Where’d it go, what the fuck, where my phone at?

Looking for an hour can you call it man I’m so mad

Gotta get it back before the show, or I don’t think I’ll go

No point bro if you cant post a video

No kidding you, this is how half you act

Anxiety attacks in the absence of your Mac

Making me laugh how you try looking at your lap

Kick it with the fam but only visiting your apps

Listening distracts from the titans that you clash

Why take the kids on a trip when you can buy them iPads

Gotta be the fly dad, always first to buy that

Got it all but still you call your shrink like why am I sad

Im trying to wake you up, show you that you fake as fuck

Looking at your screen like you aint see me, give it up

Live it up man, as if you still know how

Now put them hands in the air and put your fucking phone down

Put your mother fucking phone down

Listen to the microphone sound

Full crowd and we did it for the home town

Stand ground pay attention to the here and now

So look around put your mother fucking phone down

Separate the real entertainers from the effortless

Elevate emotion from the everglades to Everest

Think we featherweight, we got wings to elevate

If you wanna come up then accelerate

Whichever way, you wanna handle product we going to sell it straight

Celebrate, all that we have brought into the centre stage

Contemplate, what you want in life and make a plan today

We just wanted music now we blowing like a hand grenade

Rollin deep gaining traction

Happiness is crafted when ideas come to action

Actualize an act of mind in aphoristic fashion

Eyes to the sky head high no distraction

Put your mother fucking phones down

Listen to the microphone sound

Full crowd and we did it for the home town

Stand ground pay attention to the here and now

So put ya, so put ya, so put ya mother fucking phones down

I see you reaching for your pocket

It’s habitual I know you couldn’t stop it

Life's a bitch but she’s the only option

You’ve been gifted the present, so check your conscious

Not wrong when I’m living it right just being honest

Pay attention to this wisdom not a sophist

I’m the opposite of every chump in offices

You’re lifeless as a hospice is, I’m funding my accomplishments

And since I’m on the topic I could give you a synopsis

Its ironic how you charlatans are claiming you are profiting

In fact you gravitate toward a fiction play the part again

I’m part artisan, part carpenter, yeah I’m framing out my ark

Harboring all of humanity, you texting in the dark

Yeah Im sailing to the stars, not satisfied by the moon

I’ll be out of service soon, no more data its overdue

And I’m hoping you follow suit, be a student explore the truth

It is uplifting but you know times ticking, So put your mother fucking phone down

Put your mother fucking phone down

Listen to the microphone sound

Full crowd and we did it for the home town

Stand ground pay attention to the here and now

So look around put your mother fucking phone down

Muthafucka we right in front of you

Don’t need an OLED screen to obstruct your view

This is the O-led team, Yah I run the Tru

So you could use your own lens to see we untouchable

What kinda filter can you place on your experience

How can you capture pure energy, I’m serious

This is not where Siri lives, this a different period

This is post pager, pre-panoramic mirror lens

These people living like their snapchats a sixth sense

It’s as if it didn’t happen if it didn’t get sent

Y’all be gone in six secs, I’ll forever live yes

Put ya fucking phone done, and lift ur little index

One time, for my people in the front

Those who came to see a show, and ain’t leaving till its done

I don’t mean to be facetious, I’m just speaking from the tongue

If you agree, that nothings equal on your screen than in your heart

Then put yah phone down!