Lyrics

Yeah, Livin' in a (weh, weh, weh, weh)
Yeah, Livin' in a (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Yeah (weh, weh, weh, weh)
Yeah, shit (It's Lynx)
I'm livin' in a XR, Extended Reality
Life just like a video game, Like Virtual Reality
Got a new avatar Fuckin' up them ****
Cut they're lives in short 5 years left on they expectancy
I feel like King Vamp how I'm chowin' on them ****
Real life hannibal, Lynx devourin' them ****
They're lives ain't got no purpose, why I cut 'em short
Always comin' last in this life I call a sport
They think the livin' real, like VR they lives fake
To go against the realest then die that was fate
'Coz them **** ain't your dawgs
They really foxes
They wait for you to drop then they the ones that pop
Now you six feet deep in a motherfucken casket
At your fucken funeral they'll bring a fruit basket
They ain't got shit to say about how your death happened
All they fucken do is put your casket in a blanket
They always been fake busy actin' in your face
I call 'em **** Drake, characters never had grace
They fuck up what you make, slowin' down your pace
They like broken brakes or a drug that be laced
Yea, this is for all y'all mense livin' on your fucken phones
Don't even know what's goin' on, where you fucken posted
Might fuck around and get smoked man
'Coz it's fucken rough in the hood man, no cap
Gotta always be protected
But now you on some XR, VR shit man Virtual Reality
I'm livin' in a XR, Extended Reality
Life just like a video game, Like Virtual Reality
Got a new avatar fuckin' up them ****
Cut they're lives in short 5 years left on they expectancy
I'm livin' in a XR, Extended Reality
Life just like a video game, Like Virtual Reality
Got a new avatar fuckin' up them ****
Cut they're lives in short 5 years left on they expectancy
We living in a world where people deny reality
Believing in computers that fucken Virtual Reality
All these **** rap but that shit soundin' like comedy
I'm exposin' XR, I hope they won't come for me
Fuck it let's dive in, lemme speak these prophecies
These hoes finna run back when they see us up & poppin'
When them **** here these records they gon' wanna copy us
Wanna pic into my future bitch you not the media
Shawty thinks I'm a money machine she so delusional
Written by: Mpumelelo Mcathule, Nkosinathi Hika
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