Terror Era

This is not not good for me
But the nation´s motivation´s sin- sin sation in relation- ship ship
No we don´t fit
Lick it from my lips
You can taste it in your sips
Gotta feel it in your hips

And yes it is your skin colour that´s worth a million dollar
Contract baby or your interlect maybe

We´re in the terror era- blow it up- blow it up
We are a terra error- growin´ up- growin´ up
Life is so sweet sweet- uh- uh
Just like a bomb- bomb
Boohh

We are so so equally
Insanity´s a family of endlessly fatality- see see
No we don´t see
What it means to be
Extraordinarily
In this war reality

And yes it is your skin colour that´s worth a million dollar
Contract baby or your interlect maybe

We´re in the terror era- blow it up- blow it up
We are a terra error- growin´ up- growin´ up
Life is so sweet sweet- uh- uh
Just like a bomb- bomb
Boohh
We love the chaos because it shakes us because it breaks us or even saves us
And it was clearly to see that it was comin´ for me we´re going down down down