Connor Quest! - Flight Mode

★ Intro ★
Nights cold, and the lights low
One more minute in this city, I go psycho

★ Verse 1 ★
Take the night off, let me recharge
Gotta shut down, need a restart
Walking this road requires more than street smarts
Moral lines blur, crime's equivalent to freelance
Type sight size, straight to shocks and beef starts
Get high around behind the nothing, get the chip bar
If you training humanity for machine parts
And stay shooting for the moon when we see stars
We all want it to change, I say: "how can it?"
When the cost to eat is raised, so we're now famished
When the cops don't meet the same fates for foul habits
And the doctor's only training is their malpractice
Social networks can't run on the corrupt system
So why's our social network run by corrupt systems?
Causing us to tuck pistols and jump shipments
Squandering the better life that our mums wished us
Slums are tough, so we're busting out of bust
When you're hungry for a dub, you can only trust your guts
For any witness bring the wallet or the pump
'Cause either way, it costs a blick to shut them up
★ Chorus ★
Nights cold, and the lights low
One more minute in this city, I go psycho
So many changes, I lay here like where'd that time go?
Fed up with the present, suppressant's put me in flight mode

★ Verse 2 ★
DNA genes being etched in your bones
Tugging at the seams and the ends of your rope
Tryna stay same by injecting a dose
Everybody goes off the edge for the chrome
Like a new PC, it's a routine
All got one dimensional thoughts although the view's 3D
Pop metal, no music scene
Ignore the each friend lost for the wins, it's a losing streak
Fresh pack, gotta update the drivers
Getaway plan changed, update the drivers
Won't move 'till it's enough pay to drive us
Uncut gems in the rough, chasing diamonds
I roll with my chumes, control then I move
Show circles in discussion blowing my fues
When I head to terrest mode
Forgetting all the treacherous except all the shoulders that true hex cold
Fresh coat from the exo, heart gets froze
Pump veins with the coolent to ice us
Kicking up a rivals, when bikers are cybers
They can't see this tic tac with no liners
Change the game meta shift, save your lame rhetoric
Neck'll get shredded like Ace of Spades metal riff
Aim to his brain, his database derelict
The bullshit your peddling, David ain't selling it
★ Chorus ★
Nights cold, and the lights low
One more minute in this city, I go psycho
So many changes, I lay here like where'd that time go?
Fed up with the present, suppressant's put me in flight mode