You can run but you can’t hide
And why run when your car can fly?
It talks too, pretty nifty
As you cruise at a hundred-fifty
What’s that sound?
Sirens blare
They’re getting louder and you’re aware
You’re under arrest, the cops are here
For the murder you’ll commit next year

And Will Smith will save us all…

You can run but all in vain
A microchip’s buried in your brain
Inserted after birth
To track your location on the Earth
And preserve state control
One world state, as a whole
They decide what’s wrong and right
And monitor where you ate last night

While Will Smith will save us all…

You can run but you’ll die
We know when, where, how and why
We’ve got it down to the seconds
Come on now, your future beckons
Play your role, do your part
Play a song on your new iHeart
Something fast and synthesized
To go with the movie before your eyes

Where Will Smith will save us all…