The Jet Age of Tomorrow - Escape City lyrics

[The Jet Age of Tomorrow - Escape City lyrics]

Ohh know you know I'm black Santa
Fried like a sun tan
Nothing like plastic on a black
Top under the sun
Coordinated on a map, scape
Orchestrated in a laboratory
Beamin' in another

Beam me up, it's getting bad, Scotty
Livin' like I'm on the map, hiding
Livin' like I sign the cap, running
Really had the mic burn a bitch
Really cold from the hell, hell, hell, hell
Livin' like I'm on the map, hiding
Livin' like I sign the cap, running
Really cold from the hell hell hell hell

Ohh know you know I'm black Santa
Fried like a sun tan
Nothing like plastic on a black
Top under the sun


Coordinated on a map, scape
Orchestrated in a laboratory
Beamin' in another

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