Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Super Psyche, artist - The Constructus Corporation.
Date of issue: 09.01.2019
Song language: English
Super Psyche |
There’s no fuckin stopping this, Mr. Rockadopolis |
Sneaks through enigmatic, ominous, anonymous |
There’s no fuckin stopping this, Mr. Rockadopolis |
Speaks to everyone from governors to commoners |
Don’t mind me, I’m not actually here |
No-one's sticking sneaky little goggas in your ear |
That crawl around inside your head, eating up your brain |
Maybe you want to go away, come back another day |
Cats aren’t ready I’m stuck in five years time |
Hologram on the mic like someone pressed rewind |
Rip open my chest and flex my blessed design |
Get all up in your system like some pesticide |
Electrify when I testify, would the next in line please step inside |
Disinfect your mind, make sure that you don’t get left behind |
Electronic, symphonic, melodic, exotic harmonics |
Steady exorcise melancholic, demonic robotics |
This megalomaniac likes to think sick things |
Devil cruncher sent to earth to eat weak links |
Rupture metal mental structure, defeat kings |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
It’s the boom band back with a bang |
Metatron stand strong with the mic in his hand |
Extracting funk from the ether, to pump through your speaker |
I’mna summon a governor fuck being a commoner stuck in a rut with no possible |
way out |
Woo, Johnny be bad in the mental |
Doctor wanna take away mechanical pencil |
Stick sick spell to piece of paper 'cos the people need some flavor |
Lazer-beam focus as evil meets maker |
Hey: check out my nifty new receptors |
Bonafide prototypes imported from planet zector |
Vectors need to step inside my sector |
And get some love from my sexy purple velvet glove |
I’ll help you to experience beautiful strange feelings |
Stand on the ceiling look down at you like a stalactite |
Baby, won’t you be my stalagmite tonight, let’s unite |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Humans, activate your super-psyche |
Fuck law and order, I walk upon the water |
Eliminating small-fry like alcoholic bald guys |
Dream-walker rupture reality with war-cry |
Constructus brings the motherfuckin raw vibe |
Where am I, uh, verse three, line one two three four five |
Uh yeah everything is gonna be alright |
Um, too much tv gives you sore eyes |
Umm, t-the Nazis invented fluoride |
I’m kak serious bru, we’re not as needy as you |
We just need food, clothes and shelter |
Plus a little pocket money so that I don’t have to ask for shit |
And keep making art for a living till the fat bitch croaks |
Back foul beast, back from whence you came |
Crush the pyramid, I’m living it, never giving in |
I practice in the blackness listening to the drummer drumming |
Humming, ummm, humming something I’m becoming |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Activate your super-psyche, Humans |
Blah blah blah, I’m not that easy to see |
Floating like whhooo, silently from tree to tree |
Don’t bother me, my master made me up in his laboratory |
Spliced his genes with flying frog genes |
Original clone number one with |
Webbed hands and webbed feet |
Sticky soles and finger tips, freaky deeky goals |
Sneaky, false when I need to be, eeny meeny |
Miny mo, catch a nigga by his toe |
And he’ll make you wish that you hadn’t |