[Verse 1: Zesto]
Lost and found, no place to rest comfy
Stroll down the ave, with the half mast to custies
Bust me, like they just left bookings
Ain’t puff a C.I
Fits of anxiety
Landscapes will change
Bombs erode
Versions of cat-calls, make germs implode
Family trees, multiply lovely
Member your mans, they last stand was he
Phantoms, like I support the edifice
Structures remain, leeches consume
Memories implant to hard drive tombs
It’s like shells
And the metaphor is literal
Waves of bloodshed, the remnants are tricking you
Holographs like street side windows
Innuendo, pay taxes to nymphos
Fuck your ones like [?] date rapists
Fall into traps of the abstract famous
Cookies
They rob fortunes, the shameless
Lifestyles, of the lost entertainment, for real

[Chorus: Barrie McLain]
We used to be something
We used to be anything
We used we used we used to be...

[Verse 2: Uncommon Nasa]
Ornate necklace flash til it disappear
Sounds bounce, dash through the inner ear
Hide your inner tear, let em see you smiling
Compiling memories like dream pieces
Marched ‘til feet pace extreme teachings
Darts fill neat places, themed meetings
Then emerge from the basement through cellar doors
Hella raw, in search of fates that's ornate
No matter real or fake or replaced
Whether or not on the take, gimme the intake
Burlap sacks and metal cases
Words react in several places
Find me in the middle of the bank, in the middle of the city
Counting out tens, ones and fifties
If you can, maybe you can catch me
With a sixties super hero, so fitting
Frankly, I just don't see it
These cops are mostly pigs and they just can't be it
They on my side in an abstract way
In the retro future, we must stay paid

[Chorus:]