CYBERPUNK / PURGE Lyrics

Dignified men in the diverse land seeking for the chain to put around their hand

Antiquity, equity can't be entertained, history now and the history then

This doodads, who made, by jove that's grave

Astute elementary, good enough for jazz

And that's a nice a dress you penurious ass

Don't get all gassed in ghetto's square

Have to hustle till the pain in the muscle

Lucrative jaws hoes edging balls like Russel

In the mud I'm lotus, pesticide not a locust

Soft like a bread not gone roast might toast us

Cyberpunk in cyber love cyber hate cy-debating

Speak all you want got ED to your ratings

Erectile dysfunction I meant? May be

Locked in my bars your graph it ain't growing

Brewing this coffee while you are just broin'

This shit is just slowing I hate how it's going

Then why sugar coating? Like blunt that I'm smoking

Hate when you're joking no laugh while I'm talking

My boo or my poo or even when I loo

I need my space while you all need a room

Why you started rapping? That's trash bring me broom

My verses like spirits and you Mr. Scrooge

Levels of tracks, o that's huge

Numbers in bank, that's acute

My head is all spoiled man I need a smoke

Or you need to quit it, you just might be broke

Sanitizer fore you pipe her, rainy days, nobody like her

Her wings need to fly all this time granny tied her

In the room with ceiling and the floor, four walls

Overwhelming feelings jump aside to bulldoze

What you've done is what you've seen in your sins I am keen

Show the mirror in your dreams

Superhero in the films, seek the villain fore it kills

Then escalate the level themes she not my lover Billie Jean

Alright stop

Listen motherfucker take a piece of advice

If you believe in religion ask for mercy coz this fire

If I'm dissing yo ass then pray to go deaf and blind

Speak against beard you in cop's pocket like a bribe

Namaste but you tied said you're free psyche they lied

Incarcerated brains, placed in unceasing lines

One who frames the law is diving deep into the crimes

Giving us the wings holding down with bird lime

I'm creator but not Tyler decode my lyrics like cypher

I ain't gonna save you bitch ain't goalkeeper but striker

Wondering when snakes turn into the rats

Own that you don't own it if you're a brat or gay dad

Stupid money for a brat and son daughter would be step

Everything is for the sex unborn child and then the rest

Read the gospel understand but if you don't wanna get stressed

Leave the lyrics that's the best

I'm the best and these all facts