Billy's Bucket

Maan

Hud is on sense feels more bland
Mic checked on my station's that
Place i am - side of my past
Cyber Pimp from cyberpunk

No scope flow right into head
Field of view one one o man
Slide on the floor like it's a drag
Joined the game right away get rekt

Hud is on sense feels more bland
Mic checked on my station's that
Place i am - side of my past
Cyber Pimp from cyberpunk

No scope flow right into head
Field of view one one o man
Slide on the floor like it's a drag
Joined the game right away get rekt

Hands up wow shake them all
Up-down right now let's go rough
Who is the star of the dance floor
Not me cuz i made this show

Humaan face on every wall
We go hard to let them know
Plan i play under control
Ready set go

My old name gone far away
Check my skills three times at day
Turn my thoughts in text i made
Voice on beats - to conscious way

Light days are gone and night mode on
You're so low, you’re need a clone
To deal with live, to deal with love
Cuz you can't handle them alone

Toxic food's on my plate i feel
Plastic when i smell any meal
Actually i bring it to you, witch
Just because i am toxic too, bitch

Wash my face and put my coat
Glowing eyes wide step, i go
What’s a matter i don’t know
Hey what’s a matter i don’t know

Free will yes i got but
If you won’t, i’ll sew your throat
What’s a matter i don’t know
Hey what’s a matter i don’t know

Knife in my hands, blood in your veins
Now it’s mine lay down and relax
Real street rats flowing like wax
Cyber Pimp in a crypt i guess

I gotta go nobody know
What in my head and where i from
Feeling so null don't be alarmed
This process is so natural

I am ghost that nobody knows
The road i go nobody loves
Nobody cares bout nobody trusts
Nobody wants to drop low laws

I am ghost that nobody knows
The road i go nobody loves
Nobody wants to drop low laws so
I turn all my words into a curse

Maan