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[by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810]
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[00:01.44]Have you ever seen a corpse
[00:04.38]How about an exquisite one
[00:06.90]Think about Frankenstein's monster
[00:09.81]Now think about fun
[00:12.33]You're getting it good
[00:14.79]Johnny starts with a leg I sew on an arm Then you lend a hand
[00:21.78]We each add our piece
[00:24.39]Now what kind of beast have we made
[00:27.60]Let's find out
[00:29.58]I woke up Sunday to a bloodshot sky
[00:32.18]Robot overlords goosestep by
[00:34.68]Shoulda listened when we had the juice
[00:36.42]To try
[00:36.93]And Bill the Science Guy told us that the end is Nye
[00:40.92]Lately it's been getting harder to
[00:43.38]Survive
[00:43.98]Since the Hive started to
[00:45.54]Ban American refugees from being a d**n part of the
[00:48.69]People's Republic of Antarctica
[00:50.79]A bum begged me for a bill he could borrow
[00:53.25]Babbling some s**t about there's still a tomorrow
[00:55.50]He said that legend has it there's still a Baja Grill and a Sbarro
[00:58.98]At the top of
[00:59.52]Mount Kilimanjaro
[01:00.72]And so desperate I set off from the deserts out in Portland
[01:04.01]Until my thirsty horse collapsed in the scorched sand
[01:06.66]I promised to myself heart and soul
[01:08.61]I'd crawl across this dead world for those garlic rolls
[01:11.58]Yo kid let go of the dead horse
[01:14.28]Stop crying need a ride Hop in my red Porsche
[01:17.10]Eat something homie you look bony and frail
[01:19.38]Now why the hell would you take the Oregon Trail
[01:22.11]Remember back in grade school that stupid computer game
[01:24.72]You shoulda known better now there's no one but you to blame
[01:27.54]Dying of dysentery
[01:28.62]Don't climb to the enemy
[01:29.88]I'ma take you underground where the hive resistance be
[01:32.79]Apparently a colony of people are out there
[01:35.40]A garden full of veggies even garlic they sprout there
[01:38.07]Leader General Bieber who be running s**t down there
[01:40.71]Found a way to end the drought bring out the swimwear
[01:43.26]Soon as we pulled up we heard drilling noises
[01:45.87]Children started dancing even grown folk joined in
[01:48.27]Like a hydrant in the Bronx water shot up
[01:50.28]In the air
[01:50.85]But was boiling and as hot as solar flares
[01:53.28]Ooowee ain't that a b***h
[01:56.46]Nobody believed it 'til the first wave hit
[01:58.95]The ground started shaking and the sky went red
[02:01.68]Mayday Atlanta's been lost Justin Bieber is dead
[02:04.08]No God d**n another one down
[02:07.02]Colonies of people living under the ground
[02:09.53]Rallied against the clowns a resistance was born
[02:11.94]They fight for mankind and the existence of p**n
[02:14.55]Let's go
[02:15.54]Back on the surface life teeters
[02:17.49]Avoiding wild packs of North American beavers
[02:20.01]Creepers and face feeders
[02:21.42]Fearing the great reaper
[02:22.56]You're either gonna get eaten or beat with a pay meter
[02:25.17]This is real s**t homie dog eat dog
[02:27.84]More like robot clown eats man and whole squad
[02:30.72]Graffiti on the wall says there is no god
[02:33.03]But there is still homemade vodka and that's cool
[02:36.09]Homemade vodka pour a shot up then I swill it
[02:38.52]I'm the only person left who remembers how to distill it
[02:41.07]It's the most popular product in the underground economy
[02:43.83]So I'm the most popular person in my underground colony
[02:46.89]All the resistance leaders they throw shots down
[02:49.59]In my bar after they fight the robot clowns
[02:52.26]As of late they've been stressed and depressed
[02:54.30]Cause the chances of us winning are becoming less and less
[02:57.36]We lost the captain of the human army
[02:59.79]Morale is really low and a lot of people are starving
[03:02.64]I'm still wondering how this all happened
[03:05.07]Is this even real or am I just on acid
[03:08.31]The clowns are advancing down
[03:10.26]I use the word down cause they're coming underground
[03:12.69]Wait what's that sound It's kinda loud
[03:16.02]Holy s**t There they are right now
[03:18.03]Calm down soldier this is no time to be a fink
[03:20.70]We can beat these clowns okay we just need to think
[03:23.34]I've lost ten men this week I can't sleep
[03:25.47]A wink
[03:25.80]But this the last place on earth a guy can get a decent drink
[03:28.83]So darned if we lose this bar to those useless zombie bastards
[03:32.40]I'd rather starve than be boozeless
[03:33.90]So I put barbed wire slabs on the fences
[03:36.75]That should buy us some time to plan our defenses
[03:39.39]Pick up the chairs and trash cans off the floor
[03:41.70]Stack em up on the front door to jam up
[03:43.92]The entrance
[03:44.73]Ain't got grenades but we still might be saved
[03:47.07]I just found fifty diet coke cans and some breath mints
[03:49.98]Fill the trash cans to the brim with the cola
[03:52.26]When the robots break in toss the mints
[03:54.27]In the soda
[03:54.87]See the blast won't hurt em but it'll get em wet certainly
[03:57.84]It'll mess up their wiring and disrupt their circuitry
[04:00.54]If it don't work though my next plan cannot fail
[04:03.27]We drink the vodka shot after shot 'til we're too drunk to feel pain
[04:07.02]Spark up a flame and turn the bottles that remain into Molotov cocktails
[04:11.13]I've had it with you clowns I've reached
[04:12.87]My limit
[04:13.62]You may have killed my captain but I'm the lieutenant
[04:15.99]And I won't let you terrorize us
[04:17.76]Wait just a minute
[04:18.83]That ain't no robot zombie man what the hell is it
[04:21.57]Adam Ahhh
[04:22.26]I didn't mean to scare ya
[04:24.21]Dude that's not a robot it's just Iggy Azalea
[04:26.73]Musta hid up in the bar to learn about who we are
[04:28.80]Then report back to the captain of the folks attackin my favorite rap stars
[04:32.46]Oh s**t quick Hit her with some f**kin duck tape
[04:34.71]She came to sing rap &give us all some undercut fades
[04:37.47]Lo fi beats transmittin telepathic autotune
[04:40.11]Help She's inside my head and I don't think
[04:42.03]I am immune
[04:42.72]Been repo d I think I'm in deep
[04:44.37]I am weeping at the seams
[04:45.57]Forfeiting my dreams of keepin the streets G code
[04:48.12]Only way to outrun it is doublin up on the track
[04:50.16]Any and everyone get up and meddle
[04:51.54]Mean it
[04:51.78]Just puttin the peddle into it
[04:52.80]Now we taking over the tempo and tunin it
[04:54.21]Never gone let a lesser lemon ruin it so I'm inducing it
[04:56.37]Doomin em all I'm undoin it deuces I'm dippin
[04:57.75]Who comin with the kid I'm out
[04:59.16]Headed to the dojo Diggs got pistols hidden in his fro though
[05:01.44]These robots think we're b***h Diggs gimme some loko
[05:03.78]And let me borrow your Jefferson robe bro I'm goin postal
[05:06.45]Bay boys bout to put this barrel into some f**kin blowholes
[05:08.43]Whoa whoa whoa hold up cash
[05:10.38]You see I'm trimming my mustache up
[05:11.70]I heard all these newly brainwashed rap chicks are really down to f**k
[05:14.22]I comb the pistols out the fro and they're sitting on the table
[05:16.80]And there's two cheesesteaks out in a fully gassed up LeSabre
[05:19.47]I'm ready to ride on these haters let's go
[05:20.79]But you better drive cause you already know
[05:22.02]That apocalypse or not when I'm behind the wheel my black a*s is sure
[05:24.06]Enough gonna get stopped
[05:24.75]And we ain't got the time and the tags are expired
[05:26.13]You know how it is I am really not trying to die today by cop or by a geek robot
[05:29.19]Whoa stop lemme bottle up this kombucha I've been brewing on the back porch
[05:32.67]Grab the backpack out the closet it's got all of our passports
[05:35.37]I've been planning this for a minute seen the writing on the walls
[05:37.68]If we survive and find a civilization they've got to know who we are
[05:40.65]First we swoop us Chinaka in case we need some muscle
[05:43.20]Or some reason or anything other than our indiscriminate hustle
[05:45.81]Then we roll through the hood real slow bumping something all of these monsters know
[05:48.39]Like a Watsky song Lo and behold they'll follow our car wherever we go
[05:51.33]Let's lead em out to Napa and let em gentrify that b***h up
[05:53.82]Start the car no homie we are not stopping for any swishers
[05:56.67]Or a McFlurry blood there's no time for that s**t
[05:59.13]Hold up there go Nak right there pull over Ayo Nak Ayo Nak get in the car
[06:06.63]Ay Raf get back seat
[06:08.37]Make room for ya
[06:09.00]Fam friend
[06:09.63]I'll give you this McShake and the end of
[06:11.28]My Hansen
[06:12.18]Now what the f**k you talking it's the end
[06:13.80]Of the world
[06:14.76]I been on Pinterest tending to the end of
[06:16.68]My curls
[06:17.19]I mean the sky is always purple people running on vapors
[06:19.98]I mean the Tribune been gone I ain't gon read it in the papers
[06:22.92]Nothing's all that different been the same for black women
[06:25.17]When apocalyptic breakfast follows revelation dinners
[06:28.05]The lights been out
[06:28.98]The water smelling of flint
[06:30.63]Exquisite corpses laying where the bodies had been
[06:33.15]No bombs over Baghdad just drones with grenades
[06:35.73]When life gives us citrus we learn to drop Lemonade
[06:38.16]So okay fellas shall we get in formation
[06:41.01]Bump some pied piper R up out the trunk this scraper
[06:43.68]Do the end of the world styling in our fitteds and gators
[06:46.35]Lure these stupid muf**kas on a goose chase
[06:48.84]Use whatever's already up in my suitcase
[06:51.36]I got a whole jones for this open road
[06:54.21]And my flow so cold we don't need AC
[06:56.64]I popped fo' no doze I'll read this formal prose
[06:59.43]Bet you Butler knows how to make us free
[07:02.31]A Lauren Olamina in Trumped up world
[07:04.95]A black magic woman still being called girl
[07:07.35]But the only constant is change holmes
[07:09.96]So let's get the supplies and leave up out our bay homes
[07:12.87]Got the earthquake kit and six gallons of gas
[07:15.42]Got Diggs in the driver and Raf in the back
[07:17.94]Got this passenger seat
[07:19.29]And the last of these sweets
[07:20.76]Go north Daveed just gun it 'til wine country
[07:23.25]Do it moving fluid like turfin with iDummy
[07:25.77]It's the bay moves we learned as natives gon keep us safe
[07:28.50]It's the forty water water and an instrumental tap let's go
[07:32.37]They'll get tired behind us
[07:33.63]I mean half of em hybrid but most of them wind ups
[07:36.30]We got nothing but power we got nothing but time
[07:38.91]I got Kwudi's new beats and Music of My Mind
[07:42.06]Nothing left in Napa but the scent of the grapes
[07:44.37]No palate cleansing tapas for discriminate taste
[07:47.13]Nothing left in Calistoga but one popped bubble
[07:49.50]We got just two dudes and just one Nak trouble
[07:52.47]Like how the hell we repopulate humanity
[07:54.93]The two of y'all and me that's like actual insanity
[07:57.63]Like eww that's really gross guys
[08:00.51]It's like not Diggs and not Rafa
[08:04.11]Not nobody else just doing it styling in wine country with nothing else
[08:09.63]Red red wine I don't want to die
[08:14.97]I hum under my breath as I fight death in the quiet depths of the bunker
[08:18.69]I was confounded when I came to after Dumbfoundead
[08:20.97]Brought me to the battered base underground where we hunkered down the summer
[08:24.00]But then winter came and the flame that we tended to flickered to nothing
[08:26.58]And the few of us living resorted to burning cadavers like tinder and lumber
[08:29.22]We bickered bitterly and our wickedness hit a peak in our hunger
[08:31.92]Sickened we hunted each other
[08:33.29]Pickpocketed the weak and we plundered
[08:34.77]A visitor from the surface stole a garlic roll from Dave and Busters
[08:37.11]And I butchered the buster in his sleep just to lick his fingers for butter
[08:39.63]But it kind of gave me indigestion I confess and the pipes ruptured
[08:42.05]From my dung
[08:42.53]Lungs punctured when Dumb stuck me with the sharped end of my plunger
[08:45.03]Now it's me and Grieves in a shallow grave
[08:46.44]Next to J Biebs and Azalea's
[08:47.28]Pale humungous butt
[08:48.39]That I rest my head upon for my perpetual slumber
[08:50.28]We frail and wretched kvetch and wail
[08:51.87]It's curtains my days are numbered
[08:52.98]And I'm numb to pain yet one remaining certainty gives me comfort
[08:56.04]I made a living yelling my opinions loudly
[08:58.77]Thinking I might matter if I drew a crowd see
[09:01.14]Now my lily cheek on Iggy's chilly cheeks
[09:03.75]I finally see the future will be fine
[09:05.64]Without me
[09:06.39]Nothing is entitled to be mine
[09:08.37]I'm a token of a broken time
[09:10.98]And maybe there's survivors on the surface in LeSabres working on
[09:14.88]Tomorrow sipping red red wine
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[by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810]
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[00:01.44]Have you ever seen a corpse
[00:04.38]How about an exquisite one
[00:06.90]Think about Frankenstein's monster
[00:09.81]Now think about fun
[00:12.33]You're getting it good
[00:14.79]Johnny starts with a leg I sew on an arm Then you lend a hand
[00:21.78]We each add our piece
[00:24.39]Now what kind of beast have we made
[00:27.60]Let's find out
[00:29.58]I woke up Sunday to a bloodshot sky
[00:32.18]Robot overlords goosestep by
[00:34.68]Shoulda listened when we had the juice
[00:36.42]To try
[00:36.93]And Bill the Science Guy told us that the end is Nye
[00:40.92]Lately it's been getting harder to
[00:43.38]Survive
[00:43.98]Since the Hive started to
[00:45.54]Ban American refugees from being a d**n part of the
[00:48.69]People's Republic of Antarctica
[00:50.79]A bum begged me for a bill he could borrow
[00:53.25]Babbling some s**t about there's still a tomorrow
[00:55.50]He said that legend has it there's still a Baja Grill and a Sbarro
[00:58.98]At the top of
[00:59.52]Mount Kilimanjaro
[01:00.72]And so desperate I set off from the deserts out in Portland
[01:04.01]Until my thirsty horse collapsed in the scorched sand
[01:06.66]I promised to myself heart and soul
[01:08.61]I'd crawl across this dead world for those garlic rolls
[01:11.58]Yo kid let go of the dead horse
[01:14.28]Stop crying need a ride Hop in my red Porsche
[01:17.10]Eat something homie you look bony and frail
[01:19.38]Now why the hell would you take the Oregon Trail
[01:22.11]Remember back in grade school that stupid computer game
[01:24.72]You shoulda known better now there's no one but you to blame
[01:27.54]Dying of dysentery
[01:28.62]Don't climb to the enemy
[01:29.88]I'ma take you underground where the hive resistance be
[01:32.79]Apparently a colony of people are out there
[01:35.40]A garden full of veggies even garlic they sprout there
[01:38.07]Leader General Bieber who be running s**t down there
[01:40.71]Found a way to end the drought bring out the swimwear
[01:43.26]Soon as we pulled up we heard drilling noises
[01:45.87]Children started dancing even grown folk joined in
[01:48.27]Like a hydrant in the Bronx water shot up
[01:50.28]In the air
[01:50.85]But was boiling and as hot as solar flares
[01:53.28]Ooowee ain't that a b***h
[01:56.46]Nobody believed it 'til the first wave hit
[01:58.95]The ground started shaking and the sky went red
[02:01.68]Mayday Atlanta's been lost Justin Bieber is dead
[02:04.08]No God d**n another one down
[02:07.02]Colonies of people living under the ground
[02:09.53]Rallied against the clowns a resistance was born
[02:11.94]They fight for mankind and the existence of p**n
[02:14.55]Let's go
[02:15.54]Back on the surface life teeters
[02:17.49]Avoiding wild packs of North American beavers
[02:20.01]Creepers and face feeders
[02:21.42]Fearing the great reaper
[02:22.56]You're either gonna get eaten or beat with a pay meter
[02:25.17]This is real s**t homie dog eat dog
[02:27.84]More like robot clown eats man and whole squad
[02:30.72]Graffiti on the wall says there is no god
[02:33.03]But there is still homemade vodka and that's cool
[02:36.09]Homemade vodka pour a shot up then I swill it
[02:38.52]I'm the only person left who remembers how to distill it
[02:41.07]It's the most popular product in the underground economy
[02:43.83]So I'm the most popular person in my underground colony
[02:46.89]All the resistance leaders they throw shots down
[02:49.59]In my bar after they fight the robot clowns
[02:52.26]As of late they've been stressed and depressed
[02:54.30]Cause the chances of us winning are becoming less and less
[02:57.36]We lost the captain of the human army
[02:59.79]Morale is really low and a lot of people are starving
[03:02.64]I'm still wondering how this all happened
[03:05.07]Is this even real or am I just on acid
[03:08.31]The clowns are advancing down
[03:10.26]I use the word down cause they're coming underground
[03:12.69]Wait what's that sound It's kinda loud
[03:16.02]Holy s**t There they are right now
[03:18.03]Calm down soldier this is no time to be a fink
[03:20.70]We can beat these clowns okay we just need to think
[03:23.34]I've lost ten men this week I can't sleep
[03:25.47]A wink
[03:25.80]But this the last place on earth a guy can get a decent drink
[03:28.83]So darned if we lose this bar to those useless zombie bastards
[03:32.40]I'd rather starve than be boozeless
[03:33.90]So I put barbed wire slabs on the fences
[03:36.75]That should buy us some time to plan our defenses
[03:39.39]Pick up the chairs and trash cans off the floor
[03:41.70]Stack em up on the front door to jam up
[03:43.92]The entrance
[03:44.73]Ain't got grenades but we still might be saved
[03:47.07]I just found fifty diet coke cans and some breath mints
[03:49.98]Fill the trash cans to the brim with the cola
[03:52.26]When the robots break in toss the mints
[03:54.27]In the soda
[03:54.87]See the blast won't hurt em but it'll get em wet certainly
[03:57.84]It'll mess up their wiring and disrupt their circuitry
[04:00.54]If it don't work though my next plan cannot fail
[04:03.27]We drink the vodka shot after shot 'til we're too drunk to feel pain
[04:07.02]Spark up a flame and turn the bottles that remain into Molotov cocktails
[04:11.13]I've had it with you clowns I've reached
[04:12.87]My limit
[04:13.62]You may have killed my captain but I'm the lieutenant
[04:15.99]And I won't let you terrorize us
[04:17.76]Wait just a minute
[04:18.83]That ain't no robot zombie man what the hell is it
[04:21.57]Adam Ahhh
[04:22.26]I didn't mean to scare ya
[04:24.21]Dude that's not a robot it's just Iggy Azalea
[04:26.73]Musta hid up in the bar to learn about who we are
[04:28.80]Then report back to the captain of the folks attackin my favorite rap stars
[04:32.46]Oh s**t quick Hit her with some f**kin duck tape
[04:34.71]She came to sing rap &give us all some undercut fades
[04:37.47]Lo fi beats transmittin telepathic autotune
[04:40.11]Help She's inside my head and I don't think
[04:42.03]I am immune
[04:42.72]Been repo d I think I'm in deep
[04:44.37]I am weeping at the seams
[04:45.57]Forfeiting my dreams of keepin the streets G code
[04:48.12]Only way to outrun it is doublin up on the track
[04:50.16]Any and everyone get up and meddle
[04:51.54]Mean it
[04:51.78]Just puttin the peddle into it
[04:52.80]Now we taking over the tempo and tunin it
[04:54.21]Never gone let a lesser lemon ruin it so I'm inducing it
[04:56.37]Doomin em all I'm undoin it deuces I'm dippin
[04:57.75]Who comin with the kid I'm out
[04:59.16]Headed to the dojo Diggs got pistols hidden in his fro though
[05:01.44]These robots think we're b***h Diggs gimme some loko
[05:03.78]And let me borrow your Jefferson robe bro I'm goin postal
[05:06.45]Bay boys bout to put this barrel into some f**kin blowholes
[05:08.43]Whoa whoa whoa hold up cash
[05:10.38]You see I'm trimming my mustache up
[05:11.70]I heard all these newly brainwashed rap chicks are really down to f**k
[05:14.22]I comb the pistols out the fro and they're sitting on the table
[05:16.80]And there's two cheesesteaks out in a fully gassed up LeSabre
[05:19.47]I'm ready to ride on these haters let's go
[05:20.79]But you better drive cause you already know
[05:22.02]That apocalypse or not when I'm behind the wheel my black a*s is sure
[05:24.06]Enough gonna get stopped
[05:24.75]And we ain't got the time and the tags are expired
[05:26.13]You know how it is I am really not trying to die today by cop or by a geek robot
[05:29.19]Whoa stop lemme bottle up this kombucha I've been brewing on the back porch
[05:32.67]Grab the backpack out the closet it's got all of our passports
[05:35.37]I've been planning this for a minute seen the writing on the walls
[05:37.68]If we survive and find a civilization they've got to know who we are
[05:40.65]First we swoop us Chinaka in case we need some muscle
[05:43.20]Or some reason or anything other than our indiscriminate hustle
[05:45.81]Then we roll through the hood real slow bumping something all of these monsters know
[05:48.39]Like a Watsky song Lo and behold they'll follow our car wherever we go
[05:51.33]Let's lead em out to Napa and let em gentrify that b***h up
[05:53.82]Start the car no homie we are not stopping for any swishers
[05:56.67]Or a McFlurry blood there's no time for that s**t
[05:59.13]Hold up there go Nak right there pull over Ayo Nak Ayo Nak get in the car
[06:06.63]Ay Raf get back seat
[06:08.37]Make room for ya
[06:09.00]Fam friend
[06:09.63]I'll give you this McShake and the end of
[06:11.28]My Hansen
[06:12.18]Now what the f**k you talking it's the end
[06:13.80]Of the world
[06:14.76]I been on Pinterest tending to the end of
[06:16.68]My curls
[06:17.19]I mean the sky is always purple people running on vapors
[06:19.98]I mean the Tribune been gone I ain't gon read it in the papers
[06:22.92]Nothing's all that different been the same for black women
[06:25.17]When apocalyptic breakfast follows revelation dinners
[06:28.05]The lights been out
[06:28.98]The water smelling of flint
[06:30.63]Exquisite corpses laying where the bodies had been
[06:33.15]No bombs over Baghdad just drones with grenades
[06:35.73]When life gives us citrus we learn to drop Lemonade
[06:38.16]So okay fellas shall we get in formation
[06:41.01]Bump some pied piper R up out the trunk this scraper
[06:43.68]Do the end of the world styling in our fitteds and gators
[06:46.35]Lure these stupid muf**kas on a goose chase
[06:48.84]Use whatever's already up in my suitcase
[06:51.36]I got a whole jones for this open road
[06:54.21]And my flow so cold we don't need AC
[06:56.64]I popped fo' no doze I'll read this formal prose
[06:59.43]Bet you Butler knows how to make us free
[07:02.31]A Lauren Olamina in Trumped up world
[07:04.95]A black magic woman still being called girl
[07:07.35]But the only constant is change holmes
[07:09.96]So let's get the supplies and leave up out our bay homes
[07:12.87]Got the earthquake kit and six gallons of gas
[07:15.42]Got Diggs in the driver and Raf in the back
[07:17.94]Got this passenger seat
[07:19.29]And the last of these sweets
[07:20.76]Go north Daveed just gun it 'til wine country
[07:23.25]Do it moving fluid like turfin with iDummy
[07:25.77]It's the bay moves we learned as natives gon keep us safe
[07:28.50]It's the forty water water and an instrumental tap let's go
[07:32.37]They'll get tired behind us
[07:33.63]I mean half of em hybrid but most of them wind ups
[07:36.30]We got nothing but power we got nothing but time
[07:38.91]I got Kwudi's new beats and Music of My Mind
[07:42.06]Nothing left in Napa but the scent of the grapes
[07:44.37]No palate cleansing tapas for discriminate taste
[07:47.13]Nothing left in Calistoga but one popped bubble
[07:49.50]We got just two dudes and just one Nak trouble
[07:52.47]Like how the hell we repopulate humanity
[07:54.93]The two of y'all and me that's like actual insanity
[07:57.63]Like eww that's really gross guys
[08:00.51]It's like not Diggs and not Rafa
[08:04.11]Not nobody else just doing it styling in wine country with nothing else
[08:09.63]Red red wine I don't want to die
[08:14.97]I hum under my breath as I fight death in the quiet depths of the bunker
[08:18.69]I was confounded when I came to after Dumbfoundead
[08:20.97]Brought me to the battered base underground where we hunkered down the summer
[08:24.00]But then winter came and the flame that we tended to flickered to nothing
[08:26.58]And the few of us living resorted to burning cadavers like tinder and lumber
[08:29.22]We bickered bitterly and our wickedness hit a peak in our hunger
[08:31.92]Sickened we hunted each other
[08:33.29]Pickpocketed the weak and we plundered
[08:34.77]A visitor from the surface stole a garlic roll from Dave and Busters
[08:37.11]And I butchered the buster in his sleep just to lick his fingers for butter
[08:39.63]But it kind of gave me indigestion I confess and the pipes ruptured
[08:42.05]From my dung
[08:42.53]Lungs punctured when Dumb stuck me with the sharped end of my plunger
[08:45.03]Now it's me and Grieves in a shallow grave
[08:46.44]Next to J Biebs and Azalea's
[08:47.28]Pale humungous butt
[08:48.39]That I rest my head upon for my perpetual slumber
[08:50.28]We frail and wretched kvetch and wail
[08:51.87]It's curtains my days are numbered
[08:52.98]And I'm numb to pain yet one remaining certainty gives me comfort
[08:56.04]I made a living yelling my opinions loudly
[08:58.77]Thinking I might matter if I drew a crowd see
[09:01.14]Now my lily cheek on Iggy's chilly cheeks
[09:03.75]I finally see the future will be fine
[09:05.64]Without me
[09:06.39]Nothing is entitled to be mine
[09:08.37]I'm a token of a broken time
[09:10.98]And maybe there's survivors on the surface in LeSabres working on
[09:14.88]Tomorrow sipping red red wine
文本歌词
Have you ever seen a corpse
How about an exquisite one
Think about Frankenstein's monster
Now think about fun
You're getting it good
Johnny starts with a leg I sew on an arm Then you lend a hand
We each add our piece
Now what kind of beast have we made
Let's find out
I woke up Sunday to a bloodshot sky
Robot overlords goosestep by
Shoulda listened when we had the juice
To try
And Bill the Science Guy told us that the end is Nye
Lately it's been getting harder to
Survive
Since the Hive started to
Ban American refugees from being a d**n part of the
People's Republic of Antarctica
A bum begged me for a bill he could borrow
Babbling some s**t about there's still a tomorrow
He said that legend has it there's still a Baja Grill and a Sbarro
At the top of
Mount Kilimanjaro
And so desperate I set off from the deserts out in Portland
Until my thirsty horse collapsed in the scorched sand
I promised to myself heart and soul
I'd crawl across this dead world for those garlic rolls
Yo kid let go of the dead horse
Stop crying need a ride Hop in my red Porsche
Eat something homie you look bony and frail
Now why the hell would you take the Oregon Trail
Remember back in grade school that stupid computer game
You shoulda known better now there's no one but you to blame
Dying of dysentery
Don't climb to the enemy
I'ma take you underground where the hive resistance be
Apparently a colony of people are out there
A garden full of veggies even garlic they sprout there
Leader General Bieber who be running s**t down there
Found a way to end the drought bring out the swimwear
Soon as we pulled up we heard drilling noises
Children started dancing even grown folk joined in
Like a hydrant in the Bronx water shot up
In the air
But was boiling and as hot as solar flares
Ooowee ain't that a b***h
Nobody believed it 'til the first wave hit
The ground started shaking and the sky went red
Mayday Atlanta's been lost Justin Bieber is dead
No God d**n another one down
Colonies of people living under the ground
Rallied against the clowns a resistance was born
They fight for mankind and the existence of p**n
Let's go
Back on the surface life teeters
Avoiding wild packs of North American beavers
Creepers and face feeders
Fearing the great reaper
You're either gonna get eaten or beat with a pay meter
This is real s**t homie dog eat dog
More like robot clown eats man and whole squad
Graffiti on the wall says there is no god
But there is still homemade vodka and that's cool
Homemade vodka pour a shot up then I swill it
I'm the only person left who remembers how to distill it
It's the most popular product in the underground economy
So I'm the most popular person in my underground colony
All the resistance leaders they throw shots down
In my bar after they fight the robot clowns
As of late they've been stressed and depressed
Cause the chances of us winning are becoming less and less
We lost the captain of the human army
Morale is really low and a lot of people are starving
I'm still wondering how this all happened
Is this even real or am I just on acid
The clowns are advancing down
I use the word down cause they're coming underground
Wait what's that sound It's kinda loud
Holy s**t There they are right now
Calm down soldier this is no time to be a fink
We can beat these clowns okay we just need to think
I've lost ten men this week I can't sleep
A wink
But this the last place on earth a guy can get a decent drink
So darned if we lose this bar to those useless zombie bastards
I'd rather starve than be boozeless
So I put barbed wire slabs on the fences
That should buy us some time to plan our defenses
Pick up the chairs and trash cans off the floor
Stack em up on the front door to jam up
The entrance
Ain't got grenades but we still might be saved
I just found fifty diet coke cans and some breath mints
Fill the trash cans to the brim with the cola
When the robots break in toss the mints
In the soda
See the blast won't hurt em but it'll get em wet certainly
It'll mess up their wiring and disrupt their circuitry
If it don't work though my next plan cannot fail
We drink the vodka shot after shot 'til we're too drunk to feel pain
Spark up a flame and turn the bottles that remain into Molotov cocktails
I've had it with you clowns I've reached
My limit
You may have killed my captain but I'm the lieutenant
And I won't let you terrorize us
Wait just a minute
That ain't no robot zombie man what the hell is it
Adam Ahhh
I didn't mean to scare ya
Dude that's not a robot it's just Iggy Azalea
Musta hid up in the bar to learn about who we are
Then report back to the captain of the folks attackin my favorite rap stars
Oh s**t quick Hit her with some f**kin duck tape
She came to sing rap &give us all some undercut fades
Lo fi beats transmittin telepathic autotune
Help She's inside my head and I don't think
I am immune
Been repo d I think I'm in deep
I am weeping at the seams
Forfeiting my dreams of keepin the streets G code
Only way to outrun it is doublin up on the track
Any and everyone get up and meddle
Mean it
Just puttin the peddle into it
Now we taking over the tempo and tunin it
Never gone let a lesser lemon ruin it so I'm inducing it
Doomin em all I'm undoin it deuces I'm dippin
Who comin with the kid I'm out
Headed to the dojo Diggs got pistols hidden in his fro though
These robots think we're b***h Diggs gimme some loko
And let me borrow your Jefferson robe bro I'm goin postal
Bay boys bout to put this barrel into some f**kin blowholes
Whoa whoa whoa hold up cash
You see I'm trimming my mustache up
I heard all these newly brainwashed rap chicks are really down to f**k
I comb the pistols out the fro and they're sitting on the table
And there's two cheesesteaks out in a fully gassed up LeSabre
I'm ready to ride on these haters let's go
But you better drive cause you already know
That apocalypse or not when I'm behind the wheel my black a*s is sure
Enough gonna get stopped
And we ain't got the time and the tags are expired
You know how it is I am really not trying to die today by cop or by a geek robot
Whoa stop lemme bottle up this kombucha I've been brewing on the back porch
Grab the backpack out the closet it's got all of our passports
I've been planning this for a minute seen the writing on the walls
If we survive and find a civilization they've got to know who we are
First we swoop us Chinaka in case we need some muscle
Or some reason or anything other than our indiscriminate hustle
Then we roll through the hood real slow bumping something all of these monsters know
Like a Watsky song Lo and behold they'll follow our car wherever we go
Let's lead em out to Napa and let em gentrify that b***h up
Start the car no homie we are not stopping for any swishers
Or a McFlurry blood there's no time for that s**t
Hold up there go Nak right there pull over Ayo Nak Ayo Nak get in the car
Ay Raf get back seat
Make room for ya
Fam friend
I'll give you this McShake and the end of
My Hansen
Now what the f**k you talking it's the end
Of the world
I been on Pinterest tending to the end of
My curls
I mean the sky is always purple people running on vapors
I mean the Tribune been gone I ain't gon read it in the papers
Nothing's all that different been the same for black women
When apocalyptic breakfast follows revelation dinners
The lights been out
The water smelling of flint
Exquisite corpses laying where the bodies had been
No bombs over Baghdad just drones with grenades
When life gives us citrus we learn to drop Lemonade
So okay fellas shall we get in formation
Bump some pied piper R up out the trunk this scraper
Do the end of the world styling in our fitteds and gators
Lure these stupid muf**kas on a goose chase
Use whatever's already up in my suitcase
I got a whole jones for this open road
And my flow so cold we don't need AC
I popped fo' no doze I'll read this formal prose
Bet you Butler knows how to make us free
A Lauren Olamina in Trumped up world
A black magic woman still being called girl
But the only constant is change holmes
So let's get the supplies and leave up out our bay homes
Got the earthquake kit and six gallons of gas
Got Diggs in the driver and Raf in the back
Got this passenger seat
And the last of these sweets
Go north Daveed just gun it 'til wine country
Do it moving fluid like turfin with iDummy
It's the bay moves we learned as natives gon keep us safe
It's the forty water water and an instrumental tap let's go
They'll get tired behind us
I mean half of em hybrid but most of them wind ups
We got nothing but power we got nothing but time
I got Kwudi's new beats and Music of My Mind
Nothing left in Napa but the scent of the grapes
No palate cleansing tapas for discriminate taste
Nothing left in Calistoga but one popped bubble
We got just two dudes and just one Nak trouble
Like how the hell we repopulate humanity
The two of y'all and me that's like actual insanity
Like eww that's really gross guys
It's like not Diggs and not Rafa
Not nobody else just doing it styling in wine country with nothing else
Red red wine I don't want to die
I hum under my breath as I fight death in the quiet depths of the bunker
I was confounded when I came to after Dumbfoundead
Brought me to the battered base underground where we hunkered down the summer
But then winter came and the flame that we tended to flickered to nothing
And the few of us living resorted to burning cadavers like tinder and lumber
We bickered bitterly and our wickedness hit a peak in our hunger
Sickened we hunted each other
Pickpocketed the weak and we plundered
A visitor from the surface stole a garlic roll from Dave and Busters
And I butchered the buster in his sleep just to lick his fingers for butter
But it kind of gave me indigestion I confess and the pipes ruptured
From my dung
Lungs punctured when Dumb stuck me with the sharped end of my plunger
Now it's me and Grieves in a shallow grave
Next to J Biebs and Azalea's
Pale humungous butt
That I rest my head upon for my perpetual slumber
We frail and wretched kvetch and wail
It's curtains my days are numbered
And I'm numb to pain yet one remaining certainty gives me comfort
I made a living yelling my opinions loudly
Thinking I might matter if I drew a crowd see
Now my lily cheek on Iggy's chilly cheeks
I finally see the future will be fine
Without me
Nothing is entitled to be mine
I'm a token of a broken time
And maybe there's survivors on the surface in LeSabres working on
Tomorrow sipping red red wine
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