Feel my root reach
Network like mycelium
Vast is my underground
Wetware
Wet works
Butcher shops
Cyber spots
E sports
Gamer girls
Corner blocks
Synthetics
Analogues
Chemistry
And a gun
Brains left to rot
Someone give em a job
A reason to keep breathin
Taste in ya mouf to eat
Joy turns to ash
When ya cant sleep
No home
Keep workin
No food
Keep workin
Fed up keep workin
Born to a grave
Claw my way out
Hold out a helping hand
Reach back down
Give ya a reason
Light may burn ya eyes for a second
While ya come round
Rot and stench fills the air
Bitter sweet
Is the taste of what you reap
For what you sow
Lays dead
Down below
The bodies laying still
The sounds of silence
Sound of sadness
Sound the alarm
Incoming madness
Army of the dead and ever dying
Born to box
Take my hand
Reach up
Light a match
Lay back
Lye flat
But first
Run wif me
Hit back
Join GOTCAKE? & band
Bai Lan