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 | Track Title: Cold Metal
File Size: 5.50 MB
Format: MP3
Genre: Lo-fi Robot Hip-hop
Melodic Stylings: Diesel Microwave
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'Cold Metal' Lyrics
Blackbot: Dead Bodies Inc.
Dr. Science: Affirmative, we got transmission.
Blackbot: Dr. Science, is the dishwasher ready?
Dr. Science:Yep, let me just get my blue pantaloons out of there.
Blackbot: Bring the calling cards, we gotta talk to Japan.
Dr. Science:I've got em on the other line.. transmitting.
Blackbot: I brought Kaliko in case we get bored.
Dr. Science: Sweeet.
Kill the president
Parts are imported from North Korea
I'll self-destruct just like your cheap Kia
I'm coming from a factory coming from space
I crap in your house leave without a trace
Undercover underwater under your skin
It all depends on what mood I'm in
So party human do it while you can
Cause soon the robots will rule the land
My x-ray vision can see your fear
and your pink panties you fucking queer
I'll break the beat down to monotone
give you surprise brain cancer from a ring tone
Just like Romeo had Juliete
Last night I fucked a corvette
Now Cher thinks she can sing like me,
but only a robot can hit the high C
Use a cheese grater to kill a cat
[chorus]
Cold Metal
The hardest of hard six crazy robots straight from the junkyard
Cold Metal
And we're coming tonight better lock your doors cause we're looking to fight
[ end chorus]
Burn your parents for fuel
Deadhumans thats all I see
Hidden camera in the bathroom I'm watching you pee
Its a fact Jack now that I'm on wax
Subliminal messages giving you a heart attack
Your speakers my dawgs, I'm tight with your over
Your mom's a hog but I give her robot lovin
Computerized memory mega capacity
Hands of solid steel fucking up my enemies
There'll be no peace in Happy Town tonight
Just a gang of mad robots and one hell of a fight
So take a left on the boulevard of pain
The bevy of broken limbs a shock to your brain
Old folks home I'm stealing pills
That's just how I get my thrills
I've got a problem messing with my wires
Stop drop and roll kid you're on fire
Make music with human bone
[chorus]
Cold Metal
The hardest of hard six crazy robots straight from the junkyard
Cold Metal
And we're coming tonight you better lock your doors cause we're looking to fight
[ end chorus]
Quench your thirst with battery acid
Rhymin hard - hard like metal
Never give up - I never settle
For second best - only top notch
Turn off the lights - kick you in the crotch
Number one human weakness - on a robot horse I win the preakness
Radioshack - Circuit City
No holds bar - and I'm taking no pity
Rolling hard with all our bot homies - A clock named Jim computer named Tony
DBI is a team of psycho robots - people get ready we about to go nuts
I drink gas - bleed lighter fluid
Whole entire package - batteries included
DBI's coming, coming full throttle - you'll be saying "Thank You Mr. Roboto"
Oprah is beautiful
[chorus]
Cold Metal
The hardest of hard six crazy robots straight from the junkyard
Cold Metal
And we're coming tonight you better lock your doors cause we're looking to fight
[ end chorus]
The square root of pi equals mass murder
Blackbot and I'm crazy as fuck
I Need to haul some lumber so I turn into a truck
I'm rollin comin straight to your neighberhood
Peepin out yo window I know you wish I would stop
So you call the cop
But I'm mad as fuck and about to let the hammer drop
Your mom's a whore, your dad is an astronaut
I'm the profesor I'm gonna teach them a lot
Human dead bodies time to learn a lesson
Ima use a phone Ima use a Smith n' Wesson
You're gonna run I say you run hard
Ten vacuum cleaners sweeping up the boulevard
Total domination in the form of a computer
Saw a grandma crying and decided to shoot her
Imagine a country controlled by machines
Humans being toppled a robots dream
Freeze your corpses, so you can eat them later
Blackbot: We did it again Dr. Science
Dr. Science: Nickelodeon will never be the same
Blackbot: Put all the money in the side-compartment
Dr. Science: Check, let me just wipe the blood off my panel
Blackbot: So much blood
Dr. Science: I like it, it matches my buttons
Kill yourself, human
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