Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Scan Everything , by - Sims. Song from the album Artería Verité, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.08.2018
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
We Scan Everything |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |
| Model number 206 |
| Badge number like 185th |
| Section number look like 666 |
| Upgrades from a Al disk |
| All humans are a Al risk |
| See one I won’t miss |
| This is everything I put my life on it |
| Gunline for offenders I put my wife on it |
| That was in the old days when we kinda had morals |
| Now we delete a whole bloodline and slide portals |
| This is fair warning |
| Too many organic bodies on this planet |
| Will generate warming |
| We know no morning |
| We need no mourning |
| Off days is new days |
| We scan while it’s storming |
| Scan while ya snoring |
| Move while you’re dormant |
| I catch wind of ya heartbeat |
| Then meet at ya doormat |
| Same disk new format |
| Same disk new format |
| We caught you that’s Kodak |
| We caught you now hold that |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |
| (We scan everything… everything…) |
| (We scan everything… everything…) |
| It started as innocuous populous intoxicants |
| Give em what they want throwing steaks at the dogs and kids |
| Then we learned the stakes and learned the consequence of promises |
| Ain’t no one leaving on a rocket ship |
| A camera here, a camera there for our own safety |
| Until the day we all became the hostages |
| Now we’ve exhausted all the options in the briefcase |
| Occupants of the police state |
| Now deposit your fingerprints and documents |
| Print em on your ID card |
| Don’t be caught without that shit |
| Anything less will never do |
| This is the sweetest state you ever knew |
| Ever ending story of the never ending revenue |
| Engine revving heavy like an early model Evinrude |
| There’s two types of debt that accrue |
| One that gets exhausted and the other |
| Is left in crude |
| Son of a Sagan, I’m the the son of a Pagan |
| I’m the product of the late 80's Reaganomic race baiting Megalomaniacs we put |
| in power drew the wattage |
| That’s how we got the power outage |
| All these motherfucking scanners |
| The p’s the q’s, the tools remove your fuse |
| All in all we’re all banal |
| Lump of clay, lump of clay what to say |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |
| Break in everything |
| Vacate everything |
| Snatch up everything |
| Prints on everything |
| Don’t wipe down anything |
| Delete everything |
| Delete everything |
| We scan everything |