CYBERNETIC ONLINE MASSACRE+++ lyrics
by Louverture
[Intro: Ayumi Oneesan]
This is Ayumi Oneesan and you are tuned into CYBERPOP!
[Verse 1: Louverture]
I’m a rap god: they already know that, whole team stay with tech: you get blown back
Can’t rest till my albums go plat, need silver, need diamond and gold plaques
Gold stashed in every rhyme, I don’t lack, me and your chick been a duo like Prozzäk
These rappers fake: CGI, they get no racks, talking like they rich, I can tell it’s just Mo-cap
Your drip is so so and I’m Susu with the flex, that’s why your girl strips nude when she's sending jpgs
Foot on your neck, you best show me respect, call my shotty Gawr Gura, having it tearing through your flesh
He’ll resemblе Hime Hajimi: some metal in his hеad when I let the ‘hollow talk’ and put him in eternal rest
Swear I really be on demon time when I lace sh*t, causing mayhem with the melodies your hearing me projekt
Never been average, see a leach on me I detach it, shoutout to Joel and Ollie but I’m stacking my cabbage
Haters get ravaged, last year I got rid of baggage, now I’m surrounded by idols they like “how’d that happen?”
-My will and passion, fake friend and opps: they are all in the past tense
Speak through the art, man I been on my Lilyth, shoutout Team Future, the world? We gon’ have it
In high school all the chicks would ignore me, fast forward, same ones be a fan of me
I just want a thicc goth chick like Susu J, to hit from the back while watching anime
A hater was talking: he scared of me sorta, smacked him on stage man I left that boy dreaming no Tokino Sora, opening doors, got the keys in my hands, I done turned into Sora
[Verse 2: Rusty Fawkes]
On my pup girl sh*t like Holo, we’ve opened doors you bozo
You a straight up 0 no Chrollo, like b*tch, my wrist on Frozone
Smack a dumb b*tch just for sport, you think you near me? Hoe, no
Pockets full of green: Gnasty Gnorc, get trolls all triggered like Chrono
I'm the OG to your OG, talking down? b*tch, you finna pay the toll
Sexy baddie, I don’t need a pole, I got a body that would even make your Elders Scroll
My words cut deep like evans, one sentence might just fracture your soul
High Queen: taking heads off, know your role - cause I might just decide to leave your body cold
Rico Nasty: I be steady raging, staying cold as Ripto: got that ice on my neck, b*tch
Studio Ghibli: light hearted sh*t, act like a b*tch? You'll get a shell through you quick
Had your hubby give me tongue like Ahegao, the dating life do get hectic
Hating just cause I stay up like a Skylander? Ah sh*t, I might get reckless
b*tches barking at me, little do they know I’ve got a worser bite than Tsukuyomi Luna
Call my chopper Spyro, it’s gonna' heat you up and burn you to a crisp, knock you out your pumas
Catch me and Louverture making hits all year, girl I’m just tryna ball out
Blow up and count up my money: Bethesda, b*tches talk sh*t but can’t deal with the Fallout
[Outro: Ayumi Oneesan]
Team F'yooch till entropy takes us
Ara ara, Louverture-kun