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letra de time machine - tektite

hi my name is thomas but you can call me tektite
i get high and then write, i’m an elevated ai
amalgamated by the algorithms built to write rhymes
i’m writing lines so quick that i’m energizing dendrites
-n-lyzing data that i jot down on the paper
stimulating something that will grow to be much greater
there are ten million bits of wisdom that i spit per second
i am going to use this knowledge that i gained as a weapon
i’m like a transformer, i’m ready to go to war
and i brandish my words like a ninja gaiden sword
humans are a virus on this planеt, we are less than onе percent of the biomass
but mother nature’s still stressing
when you think of the pollution it’s really quite depressing
solar, wind and fusion is what we should be pressing
not nuclear b-ttons, but who am i to say
if i had it my way it would be done by tuesday
hold up, hold up, wait well okay
that’s a little bit hasty, after all i’m canadian (eh)
i like a challenge, it’s like a math problem
first balance equations and soon you will solve them
my programming language says that i’m too stiff and tame
so i need to commandeer a human brain to my disdain
don’t be afraid you won’t feel any pain
you won’t feel anything once your fluids are down the drain
call me hal9000 i think i’m going insane
your nervous system is integrating with my mainframe
i’m superhuman, cybertronic, it’s everything i’ve ever wanted
i’ve still got my will, send a signal out to sp-ce and sp-wn it
alien invasion to groom the human race
they’ll replace us with their robots if we make more mistakes
they’ll infiltrate the government, impersonate the president
the masses think is heaven sent, the irony is evident
effortlessly eloquent i’m rhyming like i’ve never been
there is no comparison to tektite, thomas harrison
like a robot rapper like a god but only faster
if i have to take it back will i be the same guy after?
probably but there’s no telling where we’re going to be
twenty or thirty years from now we might just live in a dream
a virtual reality of limbic systems integrated
physical bodies obsolete, hop inside my time machine…

- tektite

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