[Intro: Kool Keith]

Yeah

Kool Keith

(DJ Spooky, ha ha)

This is a true story (word)

I was walking down

One late night in the Bronx, Fordham Road

And I seen things

I mean it was, real

[Verse 1: Kool Keith]

Megasonic atomic, utilize frequency

Inabilities format, you try to photograph

European human beings, cruising in the BM

Drop-top, stop and make the girls heads bop

From LA Express, wearin' a fly suede dress

From the mothership, you agree when I flip

Jet rockets computer with money in my pockets

809 scientist flags TV in a Rolex

Ro-ro-romance, sony prepares Joe

We flow, cruise speeds shift slow

Flying saucer, pretend that I never saw ya (never saw ya)

Two people see me green and then need a lawyer

UFOs on Fordham Road can reload

I'm movin' travel, hurt my knee on gravel

[Hook: Kool Keith]

Ahhh, man, So

I'm seein' objects

(What? Uh)

I'm seein' objects

(Seein' objects?)

I'm seein' objects

(What? Uh)

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects

[Verse 2: Sir Menelik]

Two years ago, a friend of mine

Axed me to kick some elevation vine

So I'ma drop the sign for the knowledge today

The rhyme was high-tech and it went this way

Took a test at Howard University

And all these wack MCs amazed by me

Till Keith took me outside in a Space Cadillac

Spooky drove off and we never came back

Spooky cut the record down to the bone

And now we're dropping science on the microphone

Had me near to Uranus, Venus, Mars

Transvestites, gays in bars

Stars in drag, money in the bag

It's hard never been so far from home

Humans nowadays are being cloned

Before this bag blew up I was all alone

Now the space freaks, want to bone

Sniffin' coke and ecstasy, mushrooms [?]

Next they recruitin' here skins in the red room

I'm from the Max Headroom, generations

Perverts, queers, Pee-Wee Herman masturbation

Madison Square, vicious clockin'

Me on stage in a Ferrari looking fly like Crockett

Crockett

[Verse 3: Kool Keith]

"Hold ya fire", that's what I told the FBI

So the other marshalls the incubator baby cry

Federal investigation, at the gas station

You couldn't solve, figure the equation

Look around them little people standin' with some big heads

That was Captain Kirk walking with a black T-shirt

LAPD the nurse asked if my knee hurts

I was in pain, little marshalls tryna take my brain

Hospitals came, detectives wrote down my name

I was to blame, my life never been the same

A true story, I'll tell you if you never bore me

My classmate died, my other friend named Corey

Drinkin' 40's, he jumped out the project window

Stabbed himself wit a yellow number 2 pencil

(Oh Corey)

[Hook: Kool Keith]

I'm seein' objects

(What? Huh)

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects

(What? Seein' object? Uh)

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects

[Verse 4: Sir Menelik]

I got a big Space Cadillac like a Seville

And written right on the side it says "Smokin' Krills"

So if ya see me pullin' bitches, step to the side

There ain't enough lunatic to y'all inside

It's like, first come first crack on base

Coolin' out son, writin' formulas, settin' cases

Laid out cold in a crackhead daze

I'm going through another phase

One of a kind for the people to like

Ever since Doctor Octagon [?] could fight

And all you don't stop the dude it just ain't right

'Cause you're bitin' all your life, beatin' your meat and your wife

Hangin' out at Fat Beats tryna clown

Son, you're wack, don't try to be down

You don't even know your English from your words to noun

You's an MC sucka and you're the clown

As if you see me rockin' steady Bitches hop on my jock

Around the clock, if you let me see

I'm a fifty dolla bill, you sweatin' on my dill

So Menelik always rips the ill, yo

So Kool Keith if you're ready

And beat ya meat 'til ya palms are sweaty

Spendin' millions on porno

Pushin' x-rated tapes in the telly

[Hook: Kool Keith]

I'm seein' objects

Objects objects objects

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects

Objects objects objects

I'm seein' objects

[Outro: Kool Keith]

As I walk down the street

Seein' different things

Like 2 o'clock in the morning

There's another man across the street

He has a long coat on

But his face is green

I go tell the police

They look at me different

Nobody believe me

I go to tell the town

The sheriff

I'm seein' objects

I'm seein' objects