• Artist: Sounds of Mass Production
  • Title: Need
  • Genre: Hip Hop - Experimental/Alternative
  • Mood: Down/Dark/Melancholic, Aggressive/Edgy
  • Speed: Medium Fast (95-130)
  • Instruments: Electronic Sounds/Noises, Textures/pads, Loops/Samples, Bass, Keyboards/Organs
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 7/20/2012
  • Lyric themes: Frustration, Political Criticism, Rebellion, Longing
  • Lyrics:   I wake up everyday Trying to read the code I'd like to kiss the sky I'd like to fuck the node I'm just a simple man In a simple spot But everything to me looks like a plot A simple explanation's all I require just communicate a simple alibi why world is bent like a covert plan cuz everything to me looks like a scam now Techno-tribalism and nihilism tend to clash with survivalism I am the destruction it's my known function To freak you out like alien abductions I'd spit on the sun and i'd put it out slapped God in the mouth tried to cuss me out fuck the A&R system Imma charge admission my tracks hotter than a damn binary star system rhyme on techno beats I live on techno streets You don't like my steez, you ain't no techno-freak I smash on motherfuckers like a superconductor Atoms run and hide from that nasty motherfucker And I'll come like I need blood And I'll come like I need drugs And I'll come like I need Love cuz the cancer factory's chunking it up Under the grid where our click dwells The feds can't see us on their pixels tried to wash my hands of everything but tragedy ain't got no fingerprints Now Imma tell just what my raps is for It's for hackers to bump when they go to war see I'm a nightmare happening, psychopath rapping king of my jungle just a hacker hacking Sea-town, where them rock shows is them coked-up noses don't get what flows is let me explain it, the scene's contaminated Eathernet drama shots fired in hatred match-stick armistice Inverted zigurret You wanna live forever? This is not a test Put your gas mask on, don't ignore sound it's the two minute warning everybody get down in an easy chair just sitting thinking I wish I was a time bomb full of ticking queer like a clockwork orange but always drop on point You like pure uncut? well Imma top that joint SMP in your local area hide ya heads like a terror alert scarin' ya I'm on a tragic ride under a static sky Where sorte's fly over TV minds that can't concieve the masterplan they're tired of art and I'm tired of man see I'll point and click and I'll drag you down You deep in cyberspace and you fitting to drown and I'll come when they shot the king and I'll come for the new regime and I'll come and I'll bring the siege cuz I'm a real mother-fucking war machine And I'll come like I need blood And I'll come like I need drugs And I'll come like I need Love
  • Keywords: rap, Bass
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