Let me in on this horizon funk.
Kicks so tight, i’m a cyberpunk.
Crazy for the neon, my ride’s a hunk.
Beats from the 80s feed my car’s blaupunkt.
Many will say I barely get to live another day.
Lifestyle’s wicked. Married? Nah, hah no way.
Married to the game maybe, who’ll say.
Anyway…
Got no time for maybes.
Acting like ya’ll got seeds to grow trees.
Ya’ll babies.
Lack of steeze. Got no time to freeze.
Keep it movin’ like i’m pushing a broom on ‘em. Push keys.
Wait, wrong corridor.
Look, a keyboard warrior.
Bound to spill his mom’s beans, spaghetti and be sorry for,
the way he commentated on my life before.
Whatever, i don’t care. They’ll just feed my cyber lore.
So let me in on this horizon funk.
Kicks so tight, i’m a cyberpunk.
Crazy for the neon, my ride’s a hunk.
Beats from the 80s feed my car’s blaupunkt.
Imagine livin’ life like I have been.
Being superfly all the time. Suave-king.
So many dumb-ass questions you’ll be asking.
About stuff I really don’t feel like answering.
Got the keys to the city. Hate me.
Shotgun seat for my favourite lady.
Cops don’t care to chase me. See?
Got the speeds dialed down so they’re forced to just watch me.
Let me in on this horizon funk.
Kicks so tight, i’m a cyberpunk.
Crazy for the neon, my ride’s a hunk.
Beats from the 80s feed my car’s blaupunkt.
I said, let me in on this horizon funk.
Kicks so tight, i’m a cyber punk.
Crazy for the neon, my ride’s a hunk.
Beats from the 80s feed my car’s blaupunkt.
Oh wow, I like this! You picked a great beat for the lyrics. I’m like neon after listening to that!
Thank you! Happy to make you glow haha.
Nicely done, Drieks. You’re an incredible lyricist my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Wow, thank you Damian. That really means a lot to me!