Shadows Edge - VR (Robots) lyrics

(f**ing robots, virtual robots) Yeah f**ing virtual realities Living in fantasy land (repping robots) My path grew too exceptional for pseudo-intellectual My crew the a**a**in if the trash been collectible Incredible pa**ion for bashing the sh** you make I'll split your face, you're done son, capitulate Manipulate the mind state when I rape the beat Eat face, speak hate, make um take it deep I keep faith but embrace for the worst of luck Life's a b**h now she switched to a thirsty s*ut You're all f**ed cuz you're stuck on a station Communicating wave for no face conjugation This great nation and life is never black and white So we adapt, it's a fact most all act alike Nice hat, where'd you get the fitted dunce cap Latched to your front but you're leaking from your c*nt flap So run that to the bank hope you make a mil You're still a loser with computers tryna fake a sk** Virtual reality, commercial mentality Fallacy virtue reverse solidarity Apparently curfew dispersed you from protest A grotesque salary for charities of no rest 2x Ain't afraid of d**h, soul greater than the cage of flesh Express flavor in the labor on wayward steps I rep Jäger, annihilating gator sharks Spark creator with ?? saviors that are razor sharp I'm Darth Vader choke a major with his best bars Vaporizing haters like a laser from the d**h Star Press hard for every yard that we tryna gain Insane squad ???? is a homage claim The times have changed in frames for the wackness Grab ???? a mattress, put your practice back to bed A dead atlas, ?? to human worth And no solution for pollutions that are ruining the earth Who could burst what I'm daily on My genre hails me, k** sh** like Israeli bombs I'm really on but beyond what you paramount A ?? baron's looking up to me while I'm starring down (Hook) Deaden the herbs I'm ahead of the curb Prefer verbal weapons that'll threaten your words I'm repping a purge of an absurd state of lunacy With unity gone it's time to bring on the mutiny I'm usually calm but it's beyond a state of frantic pace I ace the gambit, short handed in a land of fakes A faith granted, abandoned the majesty Vanity rampant we expand with insanity No family we ?? off humanity Free of the soul lock became robots gradually How to be down to contend in the viewing lens Of friends pursuing, renewing their approving trends Pretend you're doing average sh** on social media Sitting in your pj's hoping they'll believe in ya But where they leading ya and deceiving ya with spoiling dreams Team it with snake oil, hope you like the Soylent Green