Take on the role of Karl Carbon, an ex-cop turned social worker charged with helping needy humans, hybrids and sentient machines AKA 'Silicanths'. Dishonorably discharged from the Coastlandia Police Department for disobeying an order to shoot an unarmed alter-human, Karl has been helping the poor and downtroddent get back on their feet at the Department of Sentient Services. Till one day a case goes horrible sideways and and Karl is drawn into a sordid conspiracy that could threaten the very fabric of Human-Robot-Hybrid civilization.
Six Billion Dollar Balla
Uh. Bot-boy fo' life, yo.
Proto-J steppin' up like steppin razor.
Haterz get off ma blue chromeplate shoes.
DJ Re-Zet drop that mutha fuckin' h-bomb
Proto-J be straight wreckin' Coastaz po-po
Crashin' fuzz drones like Zero-Cool in da no-fly zone
Vanilla Ice cold killa, thrill you in da landfilla
Terminate you face off like a Nick Cage ninja
Born a Hypetech lab, 6-billion dollar balla
Silver sparkplug in my mouth, lab rat of ma father
"Prototype for da future" but a cage for Proto-J
Raged against da machine, bots on muthafuckin' parade
Shockwave took me apart like Johnny 5, disassemble
Scraped lith from the street, jacked new arm bling from Wal Mart androz.
Rolled wit da Kromeboyz and da Frankenfreakz too
Human haters gonna hate, spit on my mothafuckin shoes
But I be risin' to da top, blowin up overseas
Now da whiteshoe meatbags all gunnin for a piece of me
Fuck you! I online, takin over like Skynet
Nuke you phonies from orbit, time for a hard reset!
(Snare rush, dub-step blaze)
DJ Re-Zet rockin yo sox, Proto-J rockin da robo-Rebox.