Texty: Wally Boy Wonder. Where's Wally?. Tune In.

Be high like skyscrapers
Hop them one at a time
Shining on transformations like the Otimus Prime
Also known as Optimo Primo
Being sparked with five Gobots
Hexagon and shit
Berserk style chased by robots
Fu-kung kick the microphone
Find yourself as a knight at the round table
With me at it?s throne
Silent Thinkers Spark Owls
Who?s smokin in this revolution Pow
Mia
Cause I can see my wings flop as I flow
Below the streets
Be evil streams
My peeps
Strap bombs to Bob Chambliss
For killin them kids
Should of never fucked with the Half Lit Eclipse
I?m invisible
Having showdowns in this ghost town
I?ll defined prophet
In Go I?ll defeat you coming northbound
My drunken style got ectoplasmic slime on my mic
Maneuver quick
Moving from a guillotine?s knife
Can you drop a verse like this eerie wordsmith?
Remember kid patience is the key to greatness
As I?m killing off evil innovators of evil temptations

Chorus:
What does our future hold?
What does our future hold?
My freedom
All attention north
The serpents hiding at the station
(Repeat)
Tune In
Your Dead, Your dead
It?s your life
(Repeat)
Tune In, the limit is the sky

This world isn?t safe with punks like Timothy McVay
What the hell did you do?
What the hell were you trying to prove?
Tick Tock
Now your running for your life
I apologize fuck
Crime is a bitch
But you?ll soon find yourself in a deadly twist conflict.

Chorus:
What does our future hold?
What does our future hold?
My freedom
All attention north
The serpents hiding at the station
(Repeat)
Tune In
Your Dead, Your dead
It?s your life
(Repeat)
Tune In, the limit is the sky

(Thanks to Alison for these lyrics)