As Ive explained,
Many times in the past
So many questions ive been asked,
By so many sheeple who wish to bash,
My perspective,which is flat,
Its not opinion, which is fact,
The ball religion,which is wack,
Its all just fiction,dont get attached,
Its all just wishes, which'll pass,
Cuz it dont hold water, which is flat,
So this offer, you'll wish it lasts,
But im not the author of this written track ,
So hurry up & listen fast,
Before the phonex has risen from the ash,
(Verse)
There's nothin' bad, worser,
Than a flat earther ,
Who packs burners,
And can litteraly rap circles ,
Around these illiterate cat burglars
Mobbin' with Robin & my bat girls,
Who cast pearls,
Before swiney men,
Who straw man, tiny sips,
Of the wine you find in fridge,
Im in a bind,would you mind if I kicked,
Back at your pad ,while I kicked,
Withdrawlin' from the smack that I dabbed,
Ive survived covid nineteen times now im supplyin' it....
There's no denying it,
I am a vile prick ,
Who insights the kids,
To rise against,
The demo-crips...
& Re-blood-lickins,
Cuzzzz time ,,time ,,time,
Time keeps on tickin',
Its not too far away that they make everyone take the micro-chippin',
In line with the Simpons
Something is diffrent,
I feel it in my bones 100 percent
From as far back as i remember,
I was marching to the beat of a diffrent rhythm,
Ive refused to get pricked once,
Abused narcotic prescriptions,
Smooth as the friction,
That I caused with each conspiracy sentence,
That I spit , & fearlessly hit the severely inflict-
Ted...with a depicted confliction,
(Bridge)
Never remember 2 forget some ,
Of the building 7 victims ,
When I flip the script some,
Times just to be a prick one,
Time...and stick to bein' nonpredictive ,
All in the cool aid & not knowin' what your mixed in,
The falls that the fools have stumbled & tripped when,
They were thrown off by a false scent ,stumped
McGruff the crime fighter ,
puff ,puff,p-p-pufff pass the lime wire,
When your time comes for flight, fly yer,
Ass off like its a win or lose fight,
(Outro)
" T-minus" Blasting off to moons light!
As Ive explained,
Many times in the past
So many questions ive been asked,
By so many sheeple who wish to bash,
My perspective,which is flat,
Its not opinion, which is fact,
The ball religion,which is wack,
Its all just fiction,dont get attached,
Its all just wishes, which'll pass,
Cuz it dont hold water, which is flat,
So this offer, you'll wish it lasts,
But im not the author of this written track ,
So hurry up & listen fast,
Before the phonex has risen from the ash,
(Verse)
There's nothin' bad, worser,
Than a flat earther ,
Who packs burners,
And can litteraly rap circles ,
Around these illiterate cat burglars
Mobbin' with Robin & my bat girls,
Who cast pearls,
Before swiney men
Who straw man takin' tiny sips,
Out of the wine you find in fridge