Optimus Rhyme - LEDs lyrics

Extinguish LEDs
Visual displays get phased out
Upgraded with ease
Jumper pack and baby, ten fingered USBs
You wanna megabyte this? Alright
But we might just
Have to fight it out over 88 Keys
A hundred bass lines from
A swarm of Stumblebees (yeah)
Buzzin' in your ear
Make you thinking maybe these
Autobeats ain't exactly what they seeeeem!
It's that heavyweight, see the way we hold it
Every last data molecule's locked
Down and double bolted
Storm your local area network and fold it
Autograph your IP, track it and decode it
Spyware's got you kiddies
Begging for bandwidth
You’re sittin' with some Autobeats you
Know you can't stand with


We're sharper than the scissors those
Little kids ran with
This ain't Space Invaders one life
Is what I began with
If it were, I'd take 'em out by the pixel
Smack up the beat like my
Name is Matt Nickels
Pack up your beef, I don't need that stuff
Survive on AC Adapters and dope-ass cuts
Real life is a little more than you expected
Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected
Run around spinning like your
Hard drive's infected
Feelin' disillusioned, down low and dejected
Unaffected, always been to eclectic
Can't believe that crazy cowboy
That they elected password accepted
We never rock a beat
Unless it's wholly certified
No drum machine, Grimrock bangs it out live
(yeah) don't take it outside like
Those thugs with guns take it to the stock
Market rockin' mutual funds
See, Powerthighs analyzes algorithms for fun
Spot him at the brain game
Man you know that kid won
Dehydration photosynthesis, it's the Optimus
The antithesis of your every day
A lyricist who's disturbed, I'm not okay
I got too many passwords in my brain
I need my memory erased, can't take it
I need these data ports wiped clean
Left vacant
Can't live another day with this binary code
Cloggin' up my brain
Slowing down my system getting old
Give me the alphanumeric antidote
And I’ll swear that I’d delete
Every rhyme that I wrote
Yo I'd be stoked, I can't write anyway
Melt me down to scrap metal
Mold a couple ash trays
Positronic pathways are getting worn
I'm absolutely certain I'm not getting reborn
Real life is a little more than you expected
Too hectic, got you feeling all rejected
Run around spinning like your
Hard drive's infected
Feelin' disillusioned down low and dejected
Unaffected, always been too eclectic
Can't believe that crazy cowboy
That they elected we got the fattest pipes
So you're internet connected
Super powered servers we can't
Leave them unprotected
Powerthighs never leave the buffers neglected
Password accepted
I'm sick of so many situations
That I am faced with
I'm even bored of the drugs
That I escape with
I clean my face with bleach twice a week
To replace it with fresh untapped energy
Cause, I've been there see, I've had no hope
I've sat in the stadium
Watching people walk home
I've seen life crumble, I step up, I cope
I get by
By releasing all these rhymes out my throat
My memory's stuck
Leave trails of post-it notes
Filled with disconnected thoughts and
Witticisms that I wrote
When I felt broke, beaten down
Totally stressed out
Think about my life without a
Mic and there's no doubt
Wouldn't wake up in the morning
I wouldn't eat
I wouldn't take a shower wouldn't blink
Wouldn't breathe
Wouldn't skate, drink beer, date
Or even think
Slowly decompose into dust and just be