Released on August 10, 2010

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[Intro]

Yea

The super-gross is back

Traumah, you a fool for this beat though

Yea, let's do it

Check, one-two

Yea, yo


[Verse 1: Greydon]

I don't care I'll put my life in a song

I tell you twice as a pawn just to see which building the sniper is on

I'll probably be the next to get a mic on his arm

Cause I love hip-hop, and my rhymin' is strong

Ain't nobody askin' me what side of science I'm on

How the bright idea of one god divided 'em all

Technologically we should be a lot further along

But we squandered it all with cold wars and bombs

The dark ages, those are seven-hundred years of tech

And I don't know about you, but I'm here to collect

Just have the Catholic church write me a check

And I'll divide it up amongst all the poor people on earth that's left

Should've had the star system colonized already

Bases on the moon and Mars headed for alpha centauri

Aids and cancer should've been a thing of the past

'Stead of dropping a bomb to spend money we build in Japan

Humanity has scars like an abused harlot

Circling up all the gases of moving target

Peace is the hardest due to current though process

We embrace superstition and reject logic

I got a message for the next prophet:

"How 'bout a fresh option?

More understanding and less doctrine?"

Just one of many in the ocean of space

With existence the focal point of debate

You know that it's Grey

Last I checked this was for the species

But when it comes to human rights they treat it more like feces

What does it matter if gay people wanna get married

When you sittin' over-eval how you wanna be buried

Like it's more important, to say it's decreed by external forces

Not knowing the earliest idea were of female origins

You need to do some more reading of quantum physics and explore reason

Cause we need more heathens


[Verse 2: Syqnys]

When I look up at the sky

I see the difference between you and I

I see the universe, near perfect in fact

You wanna make up a god and start worshipping that

I say "there's so much in this universe"

You say "there must be more", don't even search it first

You rather be amazed by a virgin birth

There's no church on earth that is worth the dirt

It's built on the [field on?], the hands of those

That believe it's disgusting; the cancer grows

See I don't care about no angelic wings

I'd rather know is there really one-dimensional strings?

When they sing do they make up the fabric of things?

Is that too much to fathom for a rational being?

Like, nymphs physics isn't yo cup of tea?

That's gravy baby, there's so much to see

There's so much to learn, there's so much to love

Instead of reading about "such and such" above

Yea, whatever; are you really amazed

By the books? Page, after sillier page?

Cause the Qu'ran and the Bible are exactly the same

Moronic and vile means attacking your brain

Yea, you need to do more reading

On anything and explore reason, cause we need more heathens


[Verse 3: Task Rok]

Or even more seasoned agnostics

Those still working on the reasoning process

I believe in my conscience; people of all tense

Fighting over all this deity nonsense?

We could all be friends if we squash this

Constant bickering and sickening nonsense

This is for my nuns out livin' in the convents

To my thugs with the guns still sittin' in the projects

To the honest little children only buildin' up a complex

From the bible belt to a village of Islamics

This shit is real, you can feel it in the Cosmics

We'll revealing all the prophets and we're killing 'em with logic

My honest opinion? God and religion

Is often a prison designed for your thoughts and decisions

I followed my wisdom and it led me to skepticism

Took the spirit out of me; undoubtedly an exorcism

Yes there isn't a god, but don't stress it

Your heaven's right here on the planet, so go get it

Stop givin' this life no credit; had to make an afterlife?

Well, I don't get it. Roll credits and the audience exits

Life leaves too, and your body is breathless

You need to do some more reading

Just to ensure we can even the score when you're speakin'