Immortal Nightbody - wet work outro Lyrics

A dark horse no net worth these curse words the wet work
When death smirks, i don't make music for hoteps in sweatshirts
The street wear I don't care
Whe sweat shops for pop ups
Ya'll really gotta stop it, ya'll sockets, you not plugs
You input, you get fucked, what luck
Ya'll really out here in uniform
That's why ya'll stay in line ups
I look like i work in a gallery
Like I make a salary
But I be the main one slanging
Doin crimes against gravity
I'm high flying brain
On these pills man
Blood running lava hot
Like "chill, man"
Never been to that shining city
On the hill man
Still, man...