Optimus Rhyme - LEDs lyrics

Extinguish LEDs Visual displays get phased out, upgraded with ease Jumper pack and baby, ten fingered USBs You wanna megabyte this? Alright But we might just Have to fight it out over 88 Keys A hundred ba** lines from a swarm of Stumblebees (yeah!) Buzzin' in your ear, make you thinking maybe these Autobeats ain't exactly what they seeeeem! It's that heavyweight, see the way we hold it Every last data molecule's locked down and double bolted Storm your local area network and fold it Autograph your IP, track it and decode it Spyware's got you kiddies begging for bandwidth You're sittin' with some Autobeats you know you can't stand with We're sharper than the scissors those little kids ran with This ain't Space Invaders one life is what I began with If it were, I'd take 'em out by the pixel Smack up the beat like my name is Matt Nickels Pack up your beef, I don't need that stuff Survive on AC Adapters and dope-a** cuts Real life is a little more than you expected, Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected Run around spinning like your hard drive's infected Feelin' disillusioned, down low and dejected Unaffected, always been to eclectic Can't believe that crazy cowboy that they elected Pa**word accepted We never rock a beat unless it's wholly certified No drum-machine, Grimrock bangs it out live (yeah!) Don't take it outside like those thugs with guns Take it to the stock market rockin' mutual funds See, Powerthighs an*lyzes algorithms for fun Spot him at the brain game, man you know that kid won Dehydration photosynthesis, it's the Optimus The antithesis of your every day A lyricist who's disturbed, I'm not okay I got too many pa**words in my brain I need my memory erased, can't take it I need these data ports wiped clean, left vacant Can't live another day with this binary code Cloggin' up my brain, slowing down my system getting old Give me the alphanumeric antidote And I'll swear that I'd delete every rhyme that I wrote Yo I'd be stoked, I can't write anyway Melt me down to scrap metal; mold a couple ash-trays Positronic pathways are getting worn I'm absolutely certain I'm not getting reborn Real life is a little more than you expected, Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected Run around spinning like your hard drive's infected Feelin' disillusioned down low and dejected Unaffected, always been too eclectic Can't believe that crazy cowboy that they elected We got the fattest pipes, so you're internet connected Super powered servers we can't leave them unprotected Powerthighs never leave the buffers neglected Pa**word accepted I'm sick of so many situations that I am faced with I'm even bored of the d** that I escape with I clean my face with bleach twice a week To replace it with fresh untapped energy Cause I've been there see, I've had no hope I've sat in the stadium watching people walk home I've seen life crumble, I step up, I cope I get by, by releasing all these rhymes out my throat My memory's stuck, leave trails of post-it notes Filled with disconnected thoughts and witticisms that I wrote When I felt broke, beaten down, totally stressed out Think about my life without a mic and there's no doubt Wouldn't wake up in the morning, I wouldn't eat I wouldn't take a shower wouldn't blink, wouldn't breathe Wouldn't skate, drink beer, date, or even think Slowly decompose into dust and just be