CYBER CITY

[Verse 1: Ammit]
German Panzers on my feet
Letting Kalishnikov speak
Nigga we know your resolve weak
Nazi bitch, she swallow my seed
Reppin' the tree and the gold leaf
My whole team gon' patrol the streets
Three harpies next to me, they keepin' your fate and they fuckin' clutch
Pound of the haze in the fucking dutch
Triple H, you gettin' snuffed
Talking that shit and we callin' your bluff
Rolling round town with a gang of Wiccans
[?] Sinister with my niggas
We starting a cult
We kinda broke so we need your soul
Replacing a boy with abysmal [?]
The holy mother, her heart is so cold
Cryin' that blood when I double expose
Polaroid luggage you know how it goes
Fuck it and throw
Smoking [?]
The ash on my clothes
Fuck it and throw
Smoking [?]
The ash on my clothes

[Verse 2: Wicca Phase Springs Eternal]
Baby love my new shape [?]
Baby I'll be your slave
Heart pumpin' quicker
Like I miss you in the shower pull that body back open for ya
[?]
Darker kinda sun
I call up the witchy daughter till my body goes numb
And I black out to my burner with my [?] city tongue
Touch my [?]
And I grab upon that ass