S.W.A.S.

Sitting on my own, I'm in a parked out car
 Waiting patiently to hear from the law
 Waking up at six, I'm tryna pick up on the flip
 Cutting up a fifth and only got one rip
 The future and the robots own the world
 Now, why do I gotta live before I die?
 Cause I die a little every time inside
 I try just to give them service with a smile
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 Rocking back and forth I'm in a bathroom stall
 You know I'm tryna come down from a spicy eight
 Ball
 Grindin on my jaw till it got fucked up
 The NSA is watching, no, I have a hunch
 The future and the robots own the world
 Now, why do I gotta live before I die?
 Cause I die a little every time inside
 I try just to give them service with a smile
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 The future and the robots own the world
 Now, why do I gotta live before I die?
 Cause I die a little every time inside
 I try just to give them service with a smile