SMP - Three O'Clock lyrics

Running on a wire, mark three o'clock And it's the k**ing hour, so I watch my back Stepped in the place with the dancing grid Dante's revenge by leaether strip Female on the grid and I had to jock 200 PSI make the 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 So 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** the empire Well, I feel the same, so let's go, baby f** 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" 'cause 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 informatik electro a**a**in So bring on the cataclysm, I don't give a f** about it Got that black tape for a blue girl Straight macking when I'm off-world With the laughter in my hand, yo, I'm taking a puff In a no-drug zone, not giving a f** And the black hovercraft, it creeps like a shroud I'm not bumping out out, it's the Sounds Of Ma** Production Rolling off the streets, see the s**ers try to challenge, but they can't compete