Post-Human

Waving, baby
Just like everything that I love I'm gone
Liable to get dropped, don't you act so shocked, bitch you need to just stop that
Pacin', taste it
I can feel it coming here to take away my scars
Barcode on my wrist, got a Plan b bitch if I dont get rich

Gotta let em know who run it
Blue blooded, MANA about his money
Fuck out my face they tryna be Buddy-buddy
Always wanting something
My true form defy description
See MANA in hieroglyphics
Not confined to one dimension
So I do not have time to listen to that weak shit
That weak shit that's leaving your mouth
If I see one thing I dont like cut them out
Agony, agony 'till they toe-tagging mе
Digital dog go against me thats blasphemy

When my body gonе and my mind live on
Give it a fucking rest
Desecrate what I want
Encased by hardware
Your flesh is barbaric
You pests will see the light
I swear you'll perish ya

Waving, baby
Just like everything that I love I'm gone
Liable to get dropped, don't you act so shocked, bitch you need to just stop that
Pacin', taste it
I can feel it coming here to take away my scars
Barcode on my wrist, got a Plan b bitch if I dont get rich