Cybernetic Armor

By Sammus

On Another M

Released on June 3, 2014

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[Verse 1]

Even ET could phone home

No it wasn’t easy the Chozo had to intervene

I was three seen my folks croak

So they took me Zebes seized my old clothes

I starting rockin; a power suit

It stuck to my body

I learned how to embarrass

Whoever chose to get rowdy

But I wanted my parents there

So that they could’ve taught me

I wanted all of they knowledge

In place of those who adopted

I tried to forget the two

But that couldn’t stop me

Like I fell with

With no parachute

From the roof to the lobby

I got mad

I had attitude

At the things that I had to do

Got a little salty

Stopped believing in Kami

But it’s like I never knew if they hated or if they loved me

Started to assume things about ‘em like they a Subtweet

So I took it the hardest

God had broken my heart it’s

Tough to pardon when he clumsy


[Chorus]

I would give up all my cybernetic armor

If I could be a daughter

If I had my mother in my codec

I would call her

I barter at the altar

Tryna' bother God to talk with

Mama and my Father


[Verse 2]

When I got older and stronger I had to leave home

Yeah bounty hunting was calling I heard that ringtone

Every single time I was sparring I took the rings those

Other niggas ain’t got a thing on me ‘cept a ding dong

I often wondered the reasons I’m who I am

I thought about it it seems I’m beginning to understand

Outer space is the origin of life for every human

When I’m orbiting in flight it’s like a family reunion so

It’s no complaints I dig my gig it’s really opportune

I love the pace it keep me busy making constant moves

Traversing space to other cities call me Dr. Who

It would be impossible to find a better job to do

The fact remains I got issues I’m tryna to change

Not having my mother here in the picture might help explain

Why I travel 'round the galaxy battling

Tryna' find a lead on something with a name like Mother brain


[Chorus]

I would give up all my cybernetic armor

If I could be a daughter

If I had my mother in my codec

I would call her

I barter at the altar

Tryna' bother God to talk with

Mama and my Father