Killbot

[Verse 1]
Rushin' on the scene with a bang bang, and I sprang from the depths to put a stop to the gang, gang
Sounds like a broken record, must've wrote it on the Gram usin' Boomerang, only heard it once
Sounds like it's playin' on repeat, what a waste of a beat, give me anything and I'll turn the flame blue from the heat
(Killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot, killbot)
I'm a marksman, but the mark of a man isn't 'bout how far you are from the target
No, back your demographic into a corner and hold the market 'round your neck in a locket
Free trade can jock it, if they're makin' money don't try to be thе competition they'll block it
Now I got the Moss, click click, loadеd two shells, let's hit the burb, done bein' burned, time to show 'em what I learned
Show you how to come correct and you better hope that the man above cares enough to interject and protect
When I beat on the door again, openin' it up like "where you been?!"

[Chorus]
I'm a killbot, and I got my sights set on that blights that run the mic now, bet
I'm a killbot, hittin' you with substance, and it's not my fault you regret
Spendin' your entire life writin' shitty music, makes sense you're a dick now
You're a different kind of sick
I'm a killbot, and I got my sights set on that blights that run the mic now, bet
I'm a killbot, hittin' you with substance, and it's not my fault you regret
Spendin' your entire life writin' shitty music, makes sense you're a dick now
You're a different kind of sick

[Verse 2]
I'm maintaining course, to fill you like a main course, stick around for dessert and then file for divorce with no remorse, I'm a killbot
If you runnin' hot I can cool you with precision when it comes to an ego I can see through it all like you're the wall with my x-ray vision
Nah to tell the truth I'm just fibbin' while I prep to cut the ribbon and makin' bank by random ad-libbin' yea this is livin'
And you might be livid that I left a sonic divot in your grass and no you won't forget it but you'll forgive it in a universal minute

[Chorus]
I'm a killbot, and I got my sights set on that blights that run the mic now, bet
I'm a killbot, hittin' you with substance, and it's not my fault you regret
Spendin' your entire life writin' shitty music, makes sense you're a dick now
You're a different kind of sick
I'm a killbot, and I got my sights set on that blights that run the mic now, bet
I'm a killbot, hittin' you with substance, and it's not my fault you regret
Spendin' your entire life writin' shitty music, makes sense you're a dick now
You're a different kind of sick

[Chorus]
I'm a killbot and I got my sights set on that blights that run the mic now, bet
I'm a killbot hittin' you with substance and it's not my fault--