Lyrics Blip Party Chat - Kenny Segal , Pink Navel

Video games, they're actually a huge part of Black History
Think about it
Like a lotta Black-, lotta Black People and other races, they
They played video games
It goes all the way back
Even like before the '80s

(You have now entered the Rudy Art party chat)

Kid Rock's big whoop accosted in voice chat
Annoyed at the expectation of a boy's act
Kill the boy, rap
Soft cap limitation
A weird way to start passion past little patience
So fashion replacements, modifications, create 'em
Ship 'em up to Boston, the time of my mecha skating
Shaken up in jet
Set with stretched heads and favorites list
Reference it when needing the second wind or Petra lift

Achieve the green thumb, post media
It's true believer fun, and so we're heating up
Pull the right card and go for the hand
Great, so we play good
Scar the great bard, full of hard mode
Relay pulls every bar, a new puzzle
No hint system, skip hidden
So click rhythm must be hitting or the blip misses

Or the blip misses (that's right)
Or the blip misses (wait, what happened?)
Or the blip misses (oh, oh) (motherf-)
Or the blip misses

Hmm, there's something that I should be asking (what's that?)
Which move set begets victory everlasting? (Oh)
Hit my speed run on the world tour I'm passing
All enemies are trying to eat me is going to end up fasting
Protagonitis, pink neighbor won't never lose
I'll shine the ruby light on all my homies booze (yeah)

Turn it to some green (yeah)
Spend a little coin on a toy that goes boring
'Cause the whimsy, I'm a fiend
Doing all these things you ain't never seen
And I don't mean to preen, but, come on, my team supreme
We've been studying our rap history
That's why our quick ascension is such a black mystery

To be
To be (ha-ha-ah-ah)
To be (yeah, what are you gonna do?)
Why don't you read a book? (ha-ha-ha)
Chop!

In the XP pool upstream, I fell
Ripples in the Dirac sea
I respond calm
To catch a breath as the mind goes to ribbons
Emergence of arms
Thousand hands given to them who pen songs
Require more quarters and palms

Feeling utopic
Pastel drip upon clothespin
Scene dark when we look beyond the pale
Reboot when kings start to fail
My shit's weird, like clocks that melt
Learn new moves while in that belt, yo

I bet this is a boon for the noob's mood
This is a boon for the noob's mood
This is a boon for the noob's mood
This is a boon for the noob

I'm not playin' with nobody like that
We on Sega
We on Sega, goddammit