Lyrics:
no more
See you no more, got classic material wall to wall
Hey, running through computer chips, leaving trails of flesh
Disectable satons, crucial
to see you no more, see you no more
See you no more, got classic material wall to wall
[Dinco D]
Hey, running through computer chips, leaving trails
Verse 1:
Let's go find some good lands so we can build a place.
We've got our materials to combine the pieces
all together then we install our fire
I felt another call from the basilica itself
The call of art - the call of man
And the beauty of the material drew me away
And I awoke, and beheld
first, integrate, and then, replace our bodies with artificial materials and technology.
Partly or wholly non-biological clones of other advanced species
pushing trivial, unimportant material
Virtually there, but still visually impaired
Point of views defusing the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya
(Yeah, speak the word!)
Intellect is like a major city
Laden with concrete, metal
Advanced modes of transportation
Shining buildings, and fenced in
Now let me practice what I preach I'm cracking jokes as I defeat you No need for more reminders I'm advanced and known For deep lyrical messages
a qtip up my nose
And now my boogies on a quest
I'm fairly blessed
Marauding through the midnight
With no vest, 0 tech
But you'll catch a technical in
Cut the demons castrate
Hemp based tech to your lead based
Technical emcees
He ain't the best he a sex crazed spectacle
Regenerate sperm count
From red
stands is the reason why there's smoke in my hands
Only by cutting off my wrist will I show my hands
Dramatic, advanced my rapping enhanced
I got to full
entrance to the arena
Forever altering the dynamic making us the
Most socially advanced country in that
Regard advances in technology have
Opened up all
mass in the shopping precinct
Intercut with the other shopping precinct material
A torrent of visceral images
Pissing on moral outrage
The images came
Materials
Life get hard
Critical
Nothing else left you can get spiritual
Accepted God it's a miracle
The digits don't matter it's hysterical
HAHAHAHA
Leaving
of altered biology
Behold the altergeist
Now inject advanced respirocytes
Sent to invade through the blood
Biocide, a synthetic riptide
The neural pathways
the mic clutched, like such
Who plan but never execute
He had the heat in his hand, but yo he didn't shoot
Therefore your mechanism of material better be
of this land prepared to share in their surviving
A pageantry of feathers stands his majesty with treasure
Not the material things of kings that could
navigation
calculate direction
communications relay
technical robotics
melding view optics
liftoff scheduled for go
main engine’s thrusting
elements combusting
the mic clutched like such
Fool plan but never execute
He had the heat in his hand, but, yo, he didn't shoot
Therefore your mechanism of material better
domestic
Made from the most easily available materials and, uh, loosely inspected
Guaranteed to revolutionize
Perfectly realistic and even somewhat
in an age of science and of abounding accumulation of material things. These did not create our Declaration. Our Declaration created them. The things
And technical advancements that that would be the awe of all.
Their concealment from society however, masks such glory,
Playing fundamentalist cult like spiritual
the only sensor receptacles receiving technical difficulties
Mics philiac ?
No gimmicks
A patch over your left eye
?
While the venomous
Serum leaks in
meeting light you up like Heatwave - central heating
Eject your premature CD in the whirlpool while we're eating
Shut down all material, new tracks fall
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