Optimus Rhyme - Incognito lyrics
[Optimus Rhyme - Incognito lyrics]
I gotta be telling you something
About the Autobeat coalition
My mission destroy this mic beat
Up the whack position
You listen to the propaganda bot gotta
Get out and get in
I spit in paranormal paths while fittin
Perfectly paint over Autobeat insignia
See me on Cybertron sneakin’ in the symbiotic
Ideological brain center of the
Whackacons pass freely
They frequently patrol skyways as Wheelie
With five ways to impersonate an officer
Somebody say they need ID
One hour later that bot is needed and I be
Communicate quickly with the Stumblebee
Yo it’s the Optimus R-H-Y-M- to the E
You see me? I’m stomping
Through mobile monitors
Powerthighs jacked in coded total followers
Guilty cause they shot at
Us these flower PuCBots
They line up as cattle and even more got hot
Like Rumblebot he taught us the
Best way to abolish
Is to start up at the top
And just tarnish the floor polish
Then demolish the lubricant so that
You would get the wall
Ignited your enemy give them one
More chance to crawl
Hear the clickety clack, titanium knee pads
Metallic sweat glands pump oil
Through the hands hear the faintest sound of
The matrix flutterin’
Flyin’ in the getter with
The voicebox stutterin’
It’s not fun to them it’s not fun to me
It’s wheelie on an undercover op baby
And I fight for a fee
About the Autobeat coalition
My mission destroy this mic beat
Up the whack position
You listen to the propaganda bot gotta
Get out and get in
I spit in paranormal paths while fittin
Perfectly paint over Autobeat insignia
See me on Cybertron sneakin’ in the symbiotic
Ideological brain center of the
Whackacons pass freely
They frequently patrol skyways as Wheelie
With five ways to impersonate an officer
Somebody say they need ID
One hour later that bot is needed and I be
Communicate quickly with the Stumblebee
Yo it’s the Optimus R-H-Y-M- to the E
You see me? I’m stomping
Through mobile monitors
Powerthighs jacked in coded total followers
Guilty cause they shot at
Us these flower PuCBots
They line up as cattle and even more got hot
Like Rumblebot he taught us the
Best way to abolish
Is to start up at the top
And just tarnish the floor polish
Then demolish the lubricant so that
You would get the wall
Ignited your enemy give them one
More chance to crawl
Hear the clickety clack, titanium knee pads
Metallic sweat glands pump oil
Through the hands hear the faintest sound of
The matrix flutterin’
Flyin’ in the getter with
The voicebox stutterin’
It’s not fun to them it’s not fun to me
It’s wheelie on an undercover op baby
And I fight for a fee