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on wheel
Just me and the highway, with time for a surreal feel

The world's changin' faster than a ten-dollar mule on fire
Robots in the cotton fields,

on wheel
Just me and the highway, with time for a surreal feel

The world's changin' faster than a ten-dollar mule on fire
Robots in the cotton fields,

Cold on the outside
And hollow inside
For someone who ain't got one
You sure do break mine
You're unaffected
Guess robot's my type
If you only had

where the robots roam
But the hearts still pound, the rhythm finds its own
Hyperloops twistin', drones paintin' the sunrise
Vertical gardens touchin'

Woa yhea
Mami me siento un Robot
Fack them
Baby yo como Robocop
(Yhea)
Fa!
Mony wey brillar (oh)
Toda mi letra se quedan en el museo
Tussi Pops by

Better buckle up your jetpacks, you're tuned into Jetsetradio
Every robot's favorite sonic station
We hope you've been enjoying these brand new rage

sentinels and bots
I toast to my fellow oxen mic connected to the aux
Below the levels by a notch I'm over head and headed by the blocks
By the simulated

sentinels and bots
I toast to my fellow oxen mic connected to the aux
Below the levels by a notch I'm over head and headed by the blocks
By the simulated

I'd like to dedicate this next one to
To all of you out there who have ever loved a robot
Who have ever felt the touch of a robot
Who have ever made

angels)
Demon labels
(Demon labels)
Unknown dead
(Unknown dead)
Forbidden alive
(Forbidden alive)
Mind filled thoughts
Surrounded by robots
Tomorrow never

with the drip it got slippery splash)
I was made by the mess (Check at the combos they stitched up like that)

Robot I’m programmed by God but I'm made

Stuck like glue, hanging out in your neighborhood
Just watching the days roll by before

Algorithms taking control
The robots believing they have

human, so we make robots
Maybe they'll save us, maybe they'll kill us
What are we doing, outsourcing our thoughts
Maybe it frees us, maybe it hurts us

I

No individuality, we're all clones. Robots made out of skin and bones[00:16.80]No individuality, we're all clones. Dumb people, smart

Bitten by a pink butterfly
My sweet Lady Luck I thought had run dry

Never heard a sound as pretty
As her voice
Never thought I’d be the one
Who’d be

Aliens Fighting Robots

Mac Miller

Macadelic

2012

a learner's fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Acting like you fucking with me, that's

Eat shit and die!

We're mad
We're brainwashed
By the system
We're treated like a robot
But we're bad
We won't get shit on
Why does every fuckin'

horrible forest
For a little lass snatched from Kansas
Snatched by tornado came forward
Poured a little drop of oil on his joints
She heard his voice time

by something
Pity pity, flock to these cities
Seem to forgot, punch the robot
New ways replace the old daze
Know the old guys rule in disguise
(But let

power
We have the ancestors melanated skin
By 2040 they tryna have these robots running everything
That’s why this is a beta test right now
Instead

strawberry a lot
I'll eat it on a yacht
While high on pot
Served by a robot in a parking lot
Those who like strawberry
Lets start a strawberry riot

Everybody

All marching to the boring beat
Forced to praise those that lead
Windy, windy all said unfed
Heaven is in my head

By lonely, lonely fed
With led in

the idiot chalk up his name on the blackboard
See the robot walk
See the robot talk
See the robot write up his name on the ballot
They say this is what I need

That can keep us from defeat
And the pilot will come and save us
When he's done With the school track
Meet
Oh...

I wish I had a Gundam
Or a giant robot