Compiler

It's like a ??? on your tongue

a hook up when the day's done

a fifty yard punt

in the fourth quarter of the big game thatcha got 500 bucks on

It's that tenth inning run

(Na-na-na-na-na-na-no... that's not good enough; try something else)

It's an open canker sore on your tounge

a beat down when the day's done

a low blocked punt

in the fourth quarter of the big game thatcha got your whole life savings on

It's your tenth baby son

(Maaan, nah, du- tsh, nah. God.)

It's nothing, my existence is exactly the sum

of five, minus nine, plus four, that's none

that's zero. It's the absence of life as a blank scroll

It regurgitates words and takes the first lost soul

It surges on the verge of destruction and just grows

Fuck bein' a star; I wanna be a black hole

And I'll greedily gobble up everything,

the periodical elements

Even when I yell it's just the methodical I'm way tellin' this

I deliver with no embellishments

many rappers come to the battle kickin' irrelevance

I stand firmly against

your girlfriend when you on stage makin' no sense

Takin' too long bot, we gotta rock after this?

Another jumpsuit rapper with another clenched fist

On another new stage

that'll bobble and change

to techno when the owner hears this hip hop shit

(Announcer)

Paging Optimus Rhyme, your presence is requested on Autobeat Sanctuary Level Z-seven-five

Decepticon reports, affirmative

[Chorus x2]

I'm a robot, don't feel nuthin but hunger

Energy low, ?? [be five dots under?, (not sure about that one)]

Regulations tell us we gotta quit,

but these regulations don't mean shiiiiiit

A compilation record's like your life

You got some good times, and some other shitcha might not like (Waaight)

That's the beauty of the beast

Ya gotta be bombed repeatedly to just appreciate the peace

Ya see, ya gotta pass before the beast

Ya gotta last longer than your girl when you work between the knees

It seems to me you gotta squeeze and squeeze

'til everything gets released out your brain then you see

Finally, your mind'll be silently smiling

You're finally out the bullshit and compiling

your style, a reason to ?? a manifesto

but now obsessed yo, I said it, I confess yo

And man, I know I'm too old for these kids

They all be Yu-Gi-Oh, and I be Pokémon and shit,

but until my mic is broken I'll be hopin' for a hit

I'm chokin' on the words, yo fuck it, man, I quit

(Announcer)

??-bot deactivation chamber deregulated

Star scan has been located on the outskirts of Planet Z-seven-five. ??

[Chorus x2]

Just step the fuck back

Step the fuck back

?? (I have no idea what the first line is)

I feel like I'm leavin' my own body every time I go to sleep

I wish one time that it would happen,

that I could leave my flesh behind and creep quietly through the street

It's animated ?? body as I ?? beneath the moon

I stand stark naked in the desert, New Mexico, soon

I flash back to World War II

Yo, while I remember, make you shop for my tux

Sucks ?? fuck me up too much

You said, "Don't worry"

I hover over blurry snapshots of my life

It's like memories brrrrrrrrrrr tattooed internal organs

We're animals, cursed with philosophic minds,

Flesh with urges

behind heavy curtains

It's been too long

I struggled up ??

I drink rasberry beer from a jar

When I was happy, float on

I don't wanna forget, we gotta glide

It gets kinda heavy, wanna rise to the ceiling

?? the ??, ?? (I have no idea what this line is)

We all die

Just look up at the sky

In the desert,

with vodka on my breath,

death seemed like a movie

I'm the third star from the right in Gemini

Comets fly by,

and I'm stuck in that position

I'm breathin'

heart beatin'

My ?? not wishin' for nuthin', not wishin' for nuthin', not wishin' for nuthin'

[Chorus x2]

(Nah, nah, nah dude that sucks; that whole song sucks)

Lick my butt, lick my butt, lick my butt, lick my butt

(Lick whaaaaat?)

Lick my butt, lick my butt, lick my butt, lick my butt

(Lick whaaaaat?)