CYNE
Chapter III: Mature Machines
[Verse 1: Cise Starr]
Fuck haters, child of a laser
Everything I say, just a chemical equation
Balance that reaction, chicks from Venus on a mattress
They don't care that I'm from Mars, all they wanna see is action
What's crack-a-lackin? Laserteeth, you a bastard
Getting old, motherfucker, new job, can you hack it?
Messed up the last one; target got away, boo
Better make sure you get this mark from today, dude
The federation got nothing on this patient
Call it how you see it, we the reason you won't make it
Said you were a killer, now you just another patient
Staring at an unfamiliar ceiling, trembled by the greatest
Laserteeth a beast, dripping neon on your sheets
Creeping on a come up, Space Harrier on beats
Spitting in a circle, put you in a deep sleep
Too bad your bedroom is now six feet deep
That is what you get when your name is on the list
Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth...