Robots, Pop Songs

Robots, robots
 Yo! Robots pops song, everything drops (yo!)
 Robots pop songs, everything stop (yo!)
 Robots pop songs, robots pop songs
 Robots pop songs, robots pop songs, everybody hide
 In the wrong place bout to get mean mugged, fuck it
 Kill them with the kindness
 Hit them with the steam hook
 Bet they never expect that, expect this
 Expect the written Musinex in it, errr
 Pull the bad shit out, you doubt you
 Ever come back with a frown
 Break the ice with a smile
 Make you chill the fuck out
 Make you realize this is our town
 Friends and neighbours seem strange
 Avoid the new plague
 Vanilla and chocolate are the only two flavs
 Nothing in the fridge that you even want to save
 Leave the doggy bag and sneak out the back way
 Don't stop there, might as well build fortress
 Look at side line with a couple torches
 Couple next door seem so unfortunate
 Check their trash, make sure they're poor
 Don't be outdone when less is less
 Living in the big city where success is stress
 But they have masseuses and you are reclusive
 With nooses but no friend but to kick out the stool
 Robots pops song, everything drops
 Robots pop songs, everything stop
 Robots pop songs, robots pop songs
 Robots pop songs, robots sex
 Pretty chicks listening to obscure music
 Hate attention, can't refuse it
 Contradictions, no tradition
 Chivalry must be the victim
 Never wanna be a Stepford wife
 But in the process became the same damn thing
 Every girl wanna wear the same damn ring
 Bigger than their girlfriends' shame their bling
 Meanwhile on the home front tame that king
 Mufasa into Simba, you lost your wings
 You can't even roar, your crotch looks like pens
 And you got no control so you rockin' depends
 Now your pants are shitty, your wife is pretty
 But it doesn't mean shit 'cause all she does is pity you
 And your homeboys struggling to steal some freedom
 Lookin' all around the house trying find a reason to leave
 And so you clog the toilet with cheez-its
 Go to Home Depot and you find Jesus
 Rockin' an orange vest, but you still believe him
 Asking him for a hug, but he just says, beat it
 Robots pops song, everything drops
 Robots pop songs, everything stop
 Robots pop songs, robots pop songs
 Robots pop songs, everybody hide
 Yo, if you got a heater in the backseat, I know you abuse it
 Hate to confuse the truth but that nature is human
 We're at the point now where a RoboCop ain't a movie
 If you pull a gun on 'em, then better holler just shoot me
 Two scoops of crazy, loose screws get paid
 To make monsters bigger than the last one, we prayed for
 A robot so scary you would even crusade for
 Even though you're the only one, you're really afraid for
 Oil from its tin, better drink it, it's a sin, if you don't, you get stoned
 'Cause you didn't obey Lord
 Fuck that, I ain't singing your hymns
 You can try to enslave me when I run outta spit
 But I won't 'cause I got a water pistol so big
 Even Jesus gets jealous when I pull that trig
 Can't cover up my balls with that small ass fig
 'Cause that's the same location as my fuckin' truth berry
 While they do their best to keep the fuckin' truth buried
 I'ma do my best to shove a shit on any motherfucker
 Runnin' up on E-Dubble, tryna blow my low cover
 I expose the jokes and their ugly true colours ass
 Robots pops song, everything drops
 Robots pop songs, everything stop
 Robots pop songs, robots pop songs, robots pop songs