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 see what the possibilities of the tech ignite, okay
Perfect pitch or a blue box, and you're on with a squad, talk or type, okay
Captain crunch and a whistle, stop your phone call 'fore you say: Good night, okay
Bombs dropped on Vietnam, innocence lost, but they still want your fight, okay
Big afro on the dance floor with the disco and the jeans real tight, okay
Hacked mixer and the turntable plugged straight into the streetlight, okay
Break beats got breakdancers breakin' bones
Breakin' 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 breakin' it so it's hype your way
Got 'em on they knees thinkin' 'bout when they first said
Damn kids, they're all alike, okay

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers, does it make sense? No (no)
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 is just a game, no (no)
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 doin' is playin' 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 causin' a fight, okay
Slick as fuck, a valdez hit a rock and the crude made the coastline to crudité
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 the 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 wolf pack full of black boys had to be guilty of rape
But guess who's slippin' into they system
Rippin' them to the ground with every beat they make?

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers, does it make sense? No (no)
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 is just a game, no (no)
Made a revolution by playin' with model trains, so (so)
Phreak a telephone and live free up inside they brains, though
They sayin': Damn kid, all he doin' is playin' games

Okay
Thumbs up for the bombs dropped, with the resource runnin' low, killing many okay
Safe harbour instead of off-shore 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 land that they start selling away
Internet entering into homes via phones, online is a thing they say
Speed-up thought is a boon for communication, borders break when they link for trade
Allies made to be safe and to maintain status, currency in play
Tech is king in the life of the ring to the table is changing, things you pay for
Virtual sex can be messy but tissues by the desktop keep it clean, okay
Underground they could start to acknowledge sound of glitch and the beats they make
Mp3, sd2, pcm, au, alac and wav
Getting hard to imagine expanding a thought when it's not any breathing space

Ask what happened, crunch all the numbers, does it make sense? No (no)
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 (okay)
Trickle-down monopoly money is just a game, no (no)
Made a revolution by playin' with model trains, so (so)
Phreak a telephone and live free up inside they brains, though
They sayin': Damn kid, all he doin' is playin' games

Oh really? Still get endorphins from spendin' money, so (so)
Virtual or physical? Guess what the bank is comin' fo' (fo')
Everybody crazy for stayin', but no one runnin', 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 dreamin', even if evening is gon' be lastin' fo' (fo')
Ever, be a pawn they believin' they could master
Though they never wanted to look behind the eyes of a hacker, okay