Three o'clock-SMP

Running on a wire mark three o'clock And it's the killing hour so I watch my back Stepped in the place with the dancing grid Dante's revenge by Leather Strip Female on the grid and I had to jock 200 psi make that body rock So I swiped my card and I'm ready to pimp With the barcodes on my fingertips Now don't step to me with that drunken lag I'll leave your chest plate melted playing laser tag See I gotta mack out three times a day So what's your login name said Pris mark eight You see these tats, the wings on my back The pistol on my forearm that means I strike back Plus I'm wet-wired so f**k the empire Well I feel the same so let's go baby F**k a different kind of cop I'm not soft like spock 29 died when my railgun popped Now slags run for cover, these evil mothers Creeping drop shadows leave your life force smothered And you can call me Ebersol cuz I spit like aerosol With my battle vest on and my phaser off stun Splatterpunx with a rage against the machine I'm not waiting for god I bomb 20 Ministries of infomatik electro assassin So bring on the cataclysm I don't give a f**k about it Got that black tape for a blue girl Straight macking when I'm off world With the laugher in my hand yo I'm taking a puff In a no drug zone not giving a f**k And the black hovercraft it creeps like a shroud I'm not bumping Out Out it's the Sounds of Mass Production Rolling off the streets see the suckers try to challenge but they can't compete