[Verse: Plastmasa]

Ooh!

That's good ass beat

Buying a knife off a shady guy with thirty bucks in the middle of the night

Feeling rising friends

Sadly, exchange your temper and over priced

Wood metal, smash together to a device that you would normally use to slice carrots and limes

Wondering why you lived your life liking that sympathy music charts and not living danger with a high chance to die

Flying into the sky

Listening to Pride Rock and SiriusXM freestyles as you grasp your knife

Given to you by said shady guy

Thanking him for saving your afformentioned boring life

But you don't have the time so you refuse to buy the tool that you use еvery day like a professional cook bеcause it's all really huge

You're not the type of dude

You're an aspiring writer-slash-cook hoping to find the means to fund your journalist degree

But you cannot see behind the thin veil they put in front of you by that retail that's kept in place by your government

AKA, the powers that be

AKA, the reason the world keeps spinning

Because it's rotation is dependent on them winning

As they force you to watch

Their ultimate victory lap

Each more destructive than the last

They keep you in check

Like throwing out last

So, you just sit there and what happened

Wait, whiplash

The guy on the corner selling knives is getting shifty

You can see it from the corner of your cornea

He thinks your free

[?] thinks staying put like this for five hours

Holding this wad of cash that is supposedly ours

Ours?

Yes, the people of your country

Driven by the sheer inertia and mercy

Kept constantly at arms like of the truth about almost everything

See, they playing you the whole time

Like a game of Tetris, they ended up with a whole square instead of a much needed T

Universal and everything

Rarely causing trouble for the player

Rarely questioning the intent

Rarely disrupting the game

Square peg

Move right and left in a square panic motion

With no space left

Then you hear the commotion

A pop that could be heard from the mountains

So the wilderness queries as if the whole worlds worried

Like butterflies in your stomach

But this is way worse

A disruption ending your life in a second

A gang signs in the window holla shooting out of focus

Getting red out a Ford Focus

And a nearby Lexus

Mentioning moments like this get your whole world spinning

Remember when I asked you if you wanna meet God?

No need to answer, he's already in your sight

Back to reality, it's the tragic stories told minutes after happening

The pop of the lifetime, following the tallying

Of the people lost

But y'all mean

Repeating and spinning the words like a sample

And just like a bottle that get's scratched up

Word's buried and cuts in static

Tensions rising, it get's dramatic

But in contrast

The music so pathetic disorienting everybody, everybody

Forcing you to be a citizen of the future scenes unfolding inside your dreams

Caused by the electric signals emitted through your mind

But like quantum suicide, the barrell spinning

You done McAfee'd the system

But you're not excited

Stuck in a great state of living

Bloated like you just ate a McChicken

With the fries and the nuggets

A couple of drinks or two will for sure get your spirits up

And I'm sure it's incredible

Living oh so terrible

Living forever

But it's unstable

Shivers grab your back after the crack slinging city's singing [?] shall get you feeling like a gracious [?]

Oh, such sad songs, but this boombox blaring

Leading on like a siren blaring

God damn

The track is flaming

My God, it's hilarious

The trouble is back, remember from way back?

Yeah, we'll get you a pack

Predator like the 80s

Right before you had your Mercedes

A world ending threat was looming over your baby head and you had no say in that

And you didn't know shit

Ooh!

The reality say you are pushing 40

Till you OD

27, you all heard of that

37's got your back

Make sure your needle's clean

Get your fix to fit in

Into the machine

God

Got you seeing aquamarine

Your great joining the Marines

You got a life on the phone

Answer it before it's gone

Pick up the pace or your gone

Fast a forward the world gets gone

Fast a forward the world gets goner

Will you be there when it's gone?

Buy that knife, you won't think twice

You'll go out there and slice through God's light so you'll be less blind

Punch through a veil

Beyond there is Hell

Buy that knife, you won't think twice

Still, it comes back to you

What an asking price, being a life

You are that guy, you are that fly

Buy that knife, you won't think twice

Go into your kitchen and slice that lime sour