CYNE
Chapter V: Braces
[Verse: Cise Starr]
Should have never took the job, now they got me on the run
Got the designated target, accidentally killed his son
Casualty of doing wrong, gotta keep the credit strong
Gotta keep the teeth sharp, going in forever hard
Killmore, I saw, half human cyborg
Teeth like laser guns, life like a Ouija board
Jefferson airplane, then became a star ship
Michael Valentine Smith sitting in the cockpit
Drunk like Barkley, he's crashing the star screen
In the enterprise, a federation got me (Teeth!)
Wrote me a ticket, dirty cockblocking bitches
Fled the scene, walk/drive to another mission
Operation Oversee His Son Ra paid me
Space is the Place, God has saved the black babies
Laser, taser, bro so major
Super Harrier flow, the cornerstone stranger
Peep the afterglow, my braces of plasma
Orthodontist scream "Goddamn this is magma!"
Teeth