Released on October 14, 2012

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Here we go

Look

You can roll the with crowd, I'ma call society's bluff

Hip hop is a political volcano trying to erupt

When you search my music on Google

Actual science comes up

These rappers get on the mic and just start lying and stuff

The industry's like the NBA's executives man

It's hard to get a fair shot with Donaghy reffing the game

But it's cool

I'ma kick back and kick it in school

While the rest of these cats turn on radios listen to fools

You can dig pretty deep, if you're given the tools

Just don't be all that surprised when you're given the news

All I really said was that your god didn't exist

And you got pissed enough to get out there

And make you a diss

People get sensitive about shit that they know is ridiculous

Like religion, astrology and political differences

Spy-ware on your computers that phone homebase

With information from your emails to your hard drive space

They know exactly what it takes just to get at you

Blood being spilled over diamonds and PS2's

They don't care they throw their Golems in with the Pikachu's

You gotta be some type of idiot to believe the news

Heavily trained soldiers with no war

No soil to defend no turf or home base

People still dying over beliefs and folklore

With closed doors that really only lead to no place

200 Miles to the gallon we got it

But major corporations bought up the licenses and shelved the product

Lately the FBI has been in your basement -

These are the symptoms of a type zero civilization

I'll do a song featuring the elusive Higgs Boson

Inside the Large Hadron Collider

In case something goes wrong

Just give me a call

Anywhere in the world I'll be there tomorrow

Whether you trying to smoke or you need me to brawl

Just don't think you're going to do something like I'm new to the pavement

I put in work and smoke that Buddha like a rude boy Jamaican

I keep on telling you

Letting you know how ruthless this game is

But you keep on insisting on being so stupid and famous

Rappers bragging loud how they smack hoes

But break down to tears when you tell them there's no heaven

Scientists out in the desert creating black holes

But on The Kardashev Scale?

They're only a point seven

Aliens would be stupid to visit us

Cause all we do is bicker, fuss, and fight over little stuff

Earth dying around us and we too busy to give a fuck

We are the inhabitants of Terra Firma, this is us

Soldiers don't get the credit just generals

Justice departments are just as corrupt as the criminals

Maybe if we were more direct instead of subliminal

The damages being caused to hip hop would be minimal

It's time to take it back

Yea