Lyrics:
Simulation overhaul
New application firewall
Augmentation free for all
Missing archives
Can't locate system hard drive
Launching revive
New program install in
baby, you know the program
[Chorus: x2]
Girls in the back, come to the front, cause we in need of cleavage
And I've been lookin' at you, you and yo
space
Got trailers, got tapes
Funny how the green and blue get wasted
On chains and on Bape
On faces, on plates
Not centers, not cities, not programs
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(Super emccee) yes
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Within this program of rap,
outside
In the line
Knees rattle
Heart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleet
From the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' to
Ace that came
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(Super emccee)
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(Super emccee) yes
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Within this program of rap,
the bleeding
Deficit attention program
By any means necessary
Blare sirens to the library
Whisper instructions to the book-wormed glossary
Is it heavier
''Come on, it is the time to fight for our land!''
A whole script written for a servants' landmass
It's just a part of the program,
So
of a gynoid's thyroid
Now they shook acting like they forgot
Phase a fleet of Saber laser yachts
Blaze a layer of faker haternauts
(Make it stop! make it stop!)
Unc used to the green Fleet on them gold D's
Dead presidents in the safe fight for mine like Creed
The only motive is to make it out on me
Long live GB
to the program
I got that heat to melt you down like a snowman
It's back to basics we on that real shit
Unless it's wack yo no reason not to feel this
Out for that
enlightened but they never wanna hear me
Bunch of 85ers, the program is runnin' swiftly
Caught up in desire, my compassion runnin' empty
Marketers supply
televisions act cameras also
enemies program your box of cables
invasion of your spaces calls for rowdy occasion
deliberate attacks on your
mother of pearl, caucasion white bitch
Dirty white girl, uncut raw like Eddy
Sharp like a 'chete
Steady on the program
With missions to get
the boss
Hittin' my blunts dipped in secret sauce
B-ball treats, dance on treats like neats rapper that's fleet
Step on competition with my hollow tip
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