ROBOT

(albüm: SWAMP - 2020)

(SKOTSKR)

Hey, you should Google "blue waffle"
It's awful, terrible, unbearable imagery, uh
Searching for some balance, where the fuck is the symmetry? Uh
Robotic people marching forward toward the infinity, uh
You at the epitome of rap in 2020
You look funny, honey
Get your money, money, it ain't shit to me
It ain't shit to me, but some digits
The metal make the man more rigid
The robot clockwork
Spinning like a helicopter
The cops work overtime around here
I don't leave the crib, I do it all in simulation
Working, eating, sleeping and assisted masturbation
I'm facing the ceiling of my basement and the government is tracing
The thoughts inside my head and keeping track of what I've said
I think it's better if the virtual encasing everything I do from head to toe and it ain't disconnectable
The mean machine dissectible
Like amphibians, we living in a 3D model
I figure, my nigga, we might form a sort of digital migration
Give up all our bodies, become one with the vibration
Or maybe we might merge with the computer
Form a nation of the cyborgs shooters fighting AI Brutus
Turned against us, e tu?
You will end this whole game that we've been playing
If we don't control the shit that we creating
Or maybe that's destiny
The future that we all help build
If the devil get the best of me then you better give him hell
I felt the vibe that he testing me, I thought I had to hide my guilt
But I've become a better me
Cybernetically

Aw man, we're fucked