[JT Music]
Yo! Where we goin' today?
'Cause I'm broke, and they're buyin' low
No meeting quota today
We're gonna blow right by it, bro
[JT Music]
Buckle up, we're going lethal
And I don't mean injection
It might as well be though
'Cause I got a death wish, I've been sentenced
We'll go where nobody goes for the
Best scrap selection
And with all the profit we pull
I think it's time to get to spendin'
We gotta keep it lethal
Cleanin' up some messes
Any junk that we haul
Is always handled with profession
Trust me, it's legal (we would never steal)
We've got defenses (lawyers on retention)
My boss ain't evil, he's just beyond comprehension
(Do it for the company)
Just get the job done, never ask what for?
You'll get evasive answers like it was Lovecraft lore
Get aboard the ship quick, it isn't gonna wait
We gotta hoard more, but what is it gonna take?
To make an empire out of rubber duckies?
I suspect something is up (is it just me?)
Brush it under the rug, and nobody bug out
We're already in deep, will anyone come out?
I got a wake up call by makin' too much sound
I'm not the only ugly motherfucker who's around
A lot of claws and teeth are gonna rip and chomp ya
So make like a tree and get to the choppa
[JT Music]
These extraterrestrials really want me dead
You see now, doesn't that Predator
Reference feel appropriate?
Don't forget quota check
'Cause the manual's the law
Back to the ship, quick, did we get it all?
Fuck! Something's on my head! Is it my grandma?
Why would you say that? 'Cause it isn't getting off
[JT Music]
That's lethal
And I don't mean by injection
So lethal
We keep it clean with ejection
See ya later
JK, never
[Andrea Storm Kaden, JT Music]
I don't wanna follow him
Because I can hear a landmine tickin'
One small step for men
Might mean another massive mess for the women
I'm just kiddin', well, kinda sort of
I'm not gonna risk tryna pick your corpse up
We're already gonna get fined enough
We need a lower bar set by the higher-ups
Another poor performance? They're annoyed
Apparently, I'm paranoid
If truth be told, I'm not superstitious
But I've learned how a ladder will give you stitches
Shh, lay low, be still and silent
(There's a giant nearby, just be quiet)
I'm trying-
Uh, she ain't moving
What should we do? Keep groovin'
[JT Music]
Does your loot hang low? Is it such a motherlode
Can you wrap it like a gift, and then top it with a bow?
Then present it to Cthulhu or the devil, I don't know
Does your loot hang low?
[JT Music]
Oh, I love that tune, but I did the vibe check
I think I'm all alone - sigma grindset
But don't waste the clock, you gotta do your time
Just like a Rubik's Cube, they want you in line
With an airtight suit, and routine to boot
Your resolution weak, but pristine the loot
So keep climbin' higher, I'm ascending, people
What you call Eldritch, I call my equal
[JT Music]
'Cause I'm lethal
And I don't mean by injection
So lethal
We keep it clean with ejection
See ya later
JK, never
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