2030 – Gemini Man Lyrics by Wyclef Jean & Theo Croker
Before the ‘Tube, I had the views
Before the ‘Gram, I had the likes
Before the A.I., it was I
Peace, God, we destroy to rebuild, right?
I used to trace Thor on my comic book (What else?)
And Now my whole life on the Facebook (What else?)
280 characters
X-Men, I can see the future, rap avenger
TikTok to the golden age
Pop lock like I’m Mr. Wave
Things done changed, but they stay the same
But the real gon’ forever remain
I always been ahead of my time, breakfast in bed
My bot bring me and my lady steak and eggs
On a world tour, here we are
Forever young, that’s my avatar
I’m talking to the shower, adjust my water
98.6, that’s my body temperature
I gotta hit the city, I don’t stress over the traffic
I be hovering over cars like Neo from The Matrix
Cops raid the trap, bust the door down on Pablo
Sold a brick to an undercover homie, paid in crypto
Yeah, sister lost her dad, R.I.P. on the stone
Man, she couldn’t live alone so she settled for his clone
I miss wifey, FaceTime her, I hold her hand
We be kissing on the phone through a hologram (Mwah)
This O.G. used to watch The Jetsons
Could this be real, or are we livin’ in a simulation?
Who gon’ save the world from itself?
Screaming from the glass house, she needs help
Fighting over turfs to plant the flag
Sending one home, home, but thousands in a bag
Can you dig it?
I’m a Wu-Tang Killah with a GhostFace mask
A refugee that coulda been in Scarface camp
She my Queen, I’m her Slim, we gon’ go till the end
That mean at the airport, we gon’ go holdin’ hands
Though the road rocky, the coin stable, man
Pull up on the block, and I remove the chain
You got a hundred bands, here’s the stock option
From a runner to a coder, now corner the market
The only thing they can’t replace is the human soul
And they gon’ always need food, bought a couple farms
Import, export, we go trade for trade
Real estate, everybody need a place to stay
OD on data, hard to shake the monkey
So I built a rehab for the tech junkies
They put them chips in they brain and read each other thoughts
Bad idea, every week divorce court
Problem to solution, got the answer
CRISPR found the cure for the cancer
Grew her hair back, no more cries
At the party now, she “Cha-Cha Slide”
Before the A.I., we started with the art
Number one with a bullet, you are your own chart
Young world, you a ruler like Slick Rick
Told my daughter, “Life’s a play, write your own script”
And the troller gon’ swim all up in your page
Don’t fall for the hook, that’s clickbait
Before the ‘Tube, you had the views
Before the ‘Gram, you had the likes
And now it’s A to the I
Hold up, before the A.I., it was I
TikTok to the golden age
Pop lock like I’m Mr. Wave
Things done changed, but they stay the same
But the real gon’ forever remain
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da
Dearly beloved