Antisoc - No Power In The Verse lyrics

working on the engine - it's hot like kaylee shop manual handy, got some books by o'riley gotta fix the part and calibrate to start make no mistake or I wont be able to depart took a shell to the gut as they raid my ship pulled a blaster and I got the part back for it y'all can leave my ship in peace or die so keep your hands where I can see em and palms to the sky suicide mission to power the machines that are used to recycle the air I breathe with I take my last step vision fading I desperately make grasping motions at the railing dust myself off, and I grab the equipment jam it on - man I hope I didn't bend it and I take a sigh of relief and and breathe in that fresh air, I finally was able to end it so there shoot at me, just try and drop me no power in the 'verse can stop me weaponized mind, no time for being sloppy no power in the 'verse can stop me back from a salvage, cargo of bootlegs next thing you know we're gettin buzzed by the feds we got two options - slow down and be boarded or secondly just tell wash to ignore it the feds could blow our ship right out the sky and seein as how I don't want to die yo guys take the cargo out the holds and we'll just see how this drama unfolds "captain, do you know why I stopped your craft?" is it the color of my coat or the tags on my mast? "well, from the look of your goods I'd say you're facin' charges for illegal salvage operations." Does it? That's discouraging. Don't crack the whip? "from the look of it, you could even lose your ship but that's a wrist slap compared to harboring fugitives will they turn up when we make a search of it?" "We're looking for a brother and sister, browncoat." You're outta luck then - no children on this boat "I didn't say children, I mean adults, ok?" I misunderstood - my mistake "to pay for your defense Your ship and it's contents are gonna be auctioned," so do you have any comments? (boss, gotta k**er loose on the ship) if you don't want to die you better let me loose quick shoot at me, just try and drop me no power in the 'verse can stop me weaponized mind, no time for being sloppy no power in the 'verse can stop me two by two, hands of blue turn your brain into a pile of goo kung fu kicks that I can mix with flips and twist straight from the matrix so get this - don't get in my business or I'll add you to my gorram hitlist I got issues with my mind, so much on my plate I take one step closer to the edge - and I'm about to break I say creepy things just for the fear of it I was part of a medical experiment they stripped my brain of my natural filter now I feel things all helter skelter born rich - I was a child prodigy now every lab in town wants a part of me the voices are always yelling in my head they get louder and I feel a sense of dread like it or not I'm straight psychic and I hand around simon like a sidekick I can match sk**s with the reavers and I reckon that I can drain you of blood in 8.6 seconds