Well I may be a robot but I'm mackin' All the ladies in my vibratin' action MC'n the beat technology I may be made of metal like a riddle or a kettle but I break it off and kick it like a rappin' freakin' devil All the brothers call me "E.R." And all the ladies call me "Sexbot" You don't want what I got Cuz I come with a side of don't stop And you don't want what I got Cuz you'll never f*****kin' beat a rapbot I Synthesise the lyric and calculate the time I've got a built-in mini opt-digital mind With many gigabytes (digital mind) Uh say what? What? (I say a digital mind) All the pretty ladies, all the groupies and sororities Are going along because all I take are batteries You don't want what I got (what what) Cuz once I start I don't stop Cuz you don't want what I got How you gonna beat a freakin' robot, huh? Oh I gotta laser thing And I'm diggin' life I never met better rappers with army knife I got a toaster (wha wha) Too make a sandwich Did I mention I can rap in any language? I was programmed to succeed And target other MCs that I meet And download nasty fast ass beats And anything less I shall delete All systems checked 1-2-1-3 My harddrive has reached its blindin' speed Peace