Post-Human

Lyrics

Waving, baby Just like everything that I love I'm gone Liable to get dropped, don't you act so shocked, bitch you need to just stop that Pacin', taste it I can feel it coming here to take away my scars Barcode on my wrist, got a Plan b bitch if I dont get rich Gotta let em know who run it Blue blooded, MANA about his money Fuck out my face they tryna be Buddy-buddy Always wanting something My true form defy description See MANA in hieroglyphics Not confined to one dimension So I do not have time to listen to that weak shit That weak shit that's leaving your mouth If I see one thing I dont like cut them out Agony, agony 'till they toe-tagging mе Digital dog go against me thats blasphemy When my body gonе and my mind live on Give it a fucking rest Desecrate what I want Encased by hardware Your flesh is barbaric You pests will see the light I swear you'll perish ya Waving, baby Just like everything that I love I'm gone Liable to get dropped, don't you act so shocked, bitch you need to just stop that Pacin', taste it I can feel it coming here to take away my scars Barcode on my wrist, got a Plan b bitch if I dont get rich