Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey yo it start like dis munkulus prime burnin slow like propane inna puddle, sky screamin xenon pain, them weird boyz slidin down beams like repo men for the soul tax, yo yo it start like dis munkulus prime burnin slow like propane inna puddle, sky screamin xenon pain, them weird boyz slidin down beams like repo men for the soul tax, yo munks crouched in the jungle patch clutchin a half charged blaster and a stale naner sandwich, thinkin “damn slime, this can’t be how i vanish,” whole city meltin in hologram static, smell of ozone, but not dat cliché chrome tone nah, this smell like debt and panic, air thick wit data smog, temples hummin algorithms of extinction, munks mumblin to hisself like “stay low, stay grimy, wrist steady, mind slimy,” laser tracers kissin leaves like hot gossip from the void, branches screamin digital, bark flakin into code, dawg he sprintin through circuitry roots, breath hitchin, tail twitchin, thinkin how life be cheap but courage expensive he duck behind a broke drone, yank out a wire, hot splice that bitch to a cracked wristlink lil spark, lil bark, HUD flicker like a tweakin firefly whisperin “yo, evac pod left by the docks,” so he joggin, heart beat sync to the orbital alarms boom clap, doom slap, air vibrate like a subwoofer in a coffin, he see bodies glow like old streetlamps, city in a feedback loop prayin to the wrong god, munks ain’t pray tho he barter wit chaos, tell it “if i make it out dis joint, i’ma reinvent the hustle,” whole block behind him combust like a mixtape dropped too soon, bit down it's do or.. look, down by the docks dere be a ship, holy shit, patched hull on that bitch, logo scratched, name say NULLUS in dead language letters, paint flakin like it tired of identity, pilot leanin by the ramp, face half mask half menace, eyes hummin low freq menace, he say “who you?” and munks wheeze “yo i’m the last one left from a planet that overdrafted its own breath,” nullus nod slow, like he seen this film before but backwards, press a button, ramp open hissin, say “get in lil homie, universe big but the grind bigger,” so they roll thrusters cough, stars stretch, gravity beg them stay, but the hustle don’t listen out there in that black syrup of cosmos they coastin, munks peekin out the viewport, still smellin smoke in his fur, ask “yo slime where we headed?” nullus just grin, twist a knob that sound like thunder tryin to remember a melody, say “wherever the beat still breathe,” and “wherever the beat still breathe,” “wherever the beat still breathe,” “wherever the beat still breathe,” “wherever the beat still breathe,” Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on Munkulus Prime, it's do or die Space Munks, the monkey who's fly Living on...
