Lyrics:
they interface
I had to take a break
All this fuckin balling got me gaining weight
I was on the block in 2012
You was still learning shapes
Ransom
That this fabric has been carefully blended
With an advanced new age polymer (oh man, that?s nice)
To make the fabric lightweight
Weatherproof,
Looks nice a warmest welcome
Suits my new attire
Gives me that fuzzy feeling
It's all that I desire
It's got my name imprinted
In the fabric
Bolt/it’s a race(Jamaican)/my vibes attacking your interface/mess around but I handle my business like briefcase/cheesecake/we musically winning
interface
Still as stone got to know myself so I don't feel alone
Rooted to the Catacombs proof is in the ninja scroll
If you woke it prolly hits at home when
against
The glass you shine
You'd never take
It for granted
The hype, outside
Of the fabric of space
A race against time
With everything on the line
every beat I touch a casket
My flow choppa, I'm boombastic, ain't too many cut from this fabric, look
Ouu, I have been hand-selected by Ya, I merely
Attention all pessangers, weclome to Rocket Power, the world's first commercial space tour.
I'm VHI, your Virtual Host interface, and I'll be
back to earth and I hope to see you again soon
This is VHI
And I've been your Virtual Host Interface
Was it the start or the finish
Struggling
was the Fidel Castro
Dictator yeah'in while I'm scrolling a macro
Page on 80p
Free hosts for all the hackers and the ao-g's
This, digital gangster, he
the man there said the games there wouldn't play
And in the
streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
their interface was spoken
finger on the interface
Pause like, i just be winning, it's normal
He go by my rules so I know to get formal
Run up on his gang now im running the corner
The first time I was invited into the house next door as an adult, I noticed the distinctive
Shape of a guitar case resting in the corner
My host
interface If you sneak this and say
a
Famous Big Band leader and host
Of radio music quiz show
Kay Kyser's College
Of Musical Knowledge, 1939-49 georgia
Née Carroll, 1919-2011
Was Kay's wife
Maybe hes the ghost, and maybe I'm the host
The polterzietgeist who knows the right price
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes
And
Maybe
Lizzy rises
But something's unfamiliar
A goggle-eyed entity
Watches the host die
Strains her skin
To the point of deformity
Tearing my baby from
Ghost songs
Haunt your ears
Hold on
Swallow your fears
Turn around and follow the shadows of light
Hearing it unravel the fabric of night
Through
seek eternity
For those who yearn prosperity
From this single act of sanity
Will raise you far above humanity
Oh willing host who doth not know
The full
something inestimably evil
At large throughout the cosmos
It is a ravenous and pitiless storm which rages across the universe
Permeating the very fabric
seek eternity
For those who yearn prosperity
From this single act of sanity
Will raise you far above humanity
Oh willing host who doth not know
The full
of the vast imperial host settled, ultimately dissipating as the shadows of dusk descended. With nightfall, the imperial army's countless torches, braziers
tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like the stars
Shine your light on
Shine your light on
Curtain opens up, host walks out
We stand in unison
'cause the bastards, that been grafted
through his maggots
I rocked the lord's silk fabrics
I rest on the holy Sabbath
I have a warrant, for
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