Lyrics:
girl's not a machine
She's your favorite dream
You turned your back
Under atta-a-a-a-ack
Saw the world in black
Until you heard this tra-a-a-a-ack
Robot
true
On a psychedelic space machine, galactic sugar high
Like a caffeinated satellite gone way past ninety nine
Come on, be my
21st century girl,
On a psychedelic space machine, galactic sugar high
Like a caffeinated satellite gone way past 99
Come on, be my
21st century girl, all outrageous, quite contagious
No gun yeah I fight with hands
Pussy Nigga I screaming fuck new friends
You said you killer nigga but you ain't St Helene Gang
No gun yeah I fight
Black velveteen
Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen
Supple and lean
The 21st century dream
Ready to please
Free
Black velveteen
Simple and clean
Oh what a bad machine
Black velveteen
Supple and plain
The 21st century dream
Ready to please
Free
Damn, it's so insane that I got a big dream，
Wanna make a lot of money, gotta bring in,
They all gave me no choice, f** that s**t team,
Now I
a machine; ultimate in design!
Super power monster flowers to the sky!
Beyond! Uh!
Course clear winning cheer!
I'm on star power!
Incredibly invincible!
the cracks
ill take you to another place
you never wanna come ba a ack
im the real seas v velvetine
just press start on my main machine
site on scene another
Fame Machine
Oh, so you got talent
You know you got the illmatic so you know they gotta have it
Can’t give it free, gotta charge a fee, make
been ignored"
"I, I like the, the feeling of, of the machine gun in my hands"
(Aaahhh.)
"you know, I, I
like the, the feeling of, of the machine gun
Yeah
Baby, if I had a time machine
I'd go back to 1983
Maybe I would chill with Basquiat
I'd be out there playing make-believe
I'd be in
on they knees for the white
From a guy that I rorted down on Queen St
Walkin in the club
No smoke sign but we lit from the blunts
Lights down low but we
you really just say that to me
It is not 1963
Let me welcome you to the 21st century
When I walk through your door
It's like a time machine
When I walk
We know very little
But what we are certain of, is that at some point in the early 21st century
All of humanity was united in celebration
As we gave
of the modern machine
Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream.
Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned
With the girl in the mirror who spins
of the modern machine
Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream.
Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned
With the girl in the mirror who spins
yeah
I ran a check through a money machine, then I seduced her (Brrt, Freebandz)
I'm a big dawg, I'ma fuck a girl in St. Lucia's
My bitch play
Buy it
Own it
Damn that nigga always ack a donkey when he on it
See it
Want it
Buy it
Own it
If Ian got the money I'm gon make it! Ain't no loan it
popping
I pop ack over some Oxycontin
Cotton club and Roxy Robins
Rubies and rocks we popping
Booties, Uzis and Glocks'll stop 'em
Battery on his head:
meat
[B]oy, get away, rap is not for faggots
[L]eader is one it's me, B1ack D
[A]ll of you suckers not for battles
[C]all the police when hear me
[K]eep
Head on back to DR
Slide next door to HaayTay
Gotta hit Antigua
VI and Dominica
Head down to Barbados
Trinidad and Tobago
St. Croix, St. Vincent, St
levels above
Seven levels above
It's inevitable bruv
Fuck a fax mofukka
Mofukka I'm fact machine
I'm a fact machine
Fuck a fax mofukka
Mofukka I'm a fact
Stereo
Video
Sci-fi sex
Let's go-g-go
Let's go.
Saturn dreams. lazer beams
21st century
Sex machines.
Can the cartier
Toss the tissot
Timex kJd
Time
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