Sunglasses After Midnight

[Verse 1: Cise Star] Hypothetical speak With psychological beats Theological feats with Diabolical heat Got it Malbec drips from my goblet Space age pimpin’ still bumpin’ in my rocket Everything I say and do is true totally awesome Wander in my view without your crew and now you awkward Arkham asylum Bust thru ya hymen Put ya phone up I’m will charge you Version But I’m unlimited Rag doll gentleman Please hold me down I will need a little Ritalin Or a little Adderall Running to the last call Two o’clock in the morning Horny so I cat call... [Hook: Cise Star] Sunglasses after midnight Cause All my Angles are Right Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright... (2x) [Verse 2: Cise Star] Fly like an eagle Into the future Zuckerburg keep ya hoodie on Zimmerman won’t shoot ya Scrub off the bullshit loofa Awkward like two dudes riding on a scooter Talk so much shit (ya) throat needs a Rota Rooter Sipping Sambuca With my Starship Troopers Fuck ya firepower touch a fire flower Koopa Magic mushrooms, bright stars For you Goombas DMT for the ones that wanna lose they Grips on reality and see an odd future Bust ya head wide open Now you need sutures Sippin’ on sofa while I practice karma sutra Ghost in the Shell Lose yourself in a rumor Cycle in the sky come around like lunar Humor me bitch did you even see the shooter? Age of Aquarius couldn’t come sooner... [Hook: Cise Star] Sunglasses after midnight Cause All my Angles are Right Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright... (2x) [Verse 3: Cise Star] Sunglasses after midnight All my Angles are Right Yes They Live so I’m gonna wear them all night Citizens Brigade cause we gonna keep it Upright Gotta stop the signal so the people see them outright... If they don’t get it then fuck em I’m still fight Show the whole world what’s with these Skeletors Just a metaphor Please open up the door Let’s see what’s on the other side Till we lose form.. Strike another chord Slap it to the sound board Turn it up a little bit, bit wake a still born Weird shit like an audio cassette porn... Fucking with my head Like my name was Michael Dorn