[Intro: Astronauts; Greydon]

Now everything is go

Roger

Grand Unified

Look

[Verse]

If I'm on borrowed time

That just means tomorrow’s mine

You’ll find the hardest rhyme I've ever spit in the marble mines

...My music you can throw on in a bind

Grab the mic I’ll chop it off and claim your arm is mine

....I think I might be a verse addict

I thought your kung fu would get better over time but now you're worse at it

The purple flame in Urkel’s name, I burp sulfur

Stop rapping and give me the mic back, your turn’s over

It’s still Trek

I’m hip hop’s version of Data

So much ass I get

They call me a nerdy Fela

Lead the revolution from the front

But eat these brownies first, you’ll be high for a month

...First they’ll ignore it, then they’ll say the timing’s off

...Then try to bribe but won’t have the money to buy me off

It’s not the voice, it’s what you tried to do with it

...They would rather see me rap to pursue riches

...Not out on the streets

Or trying to help my fellow man not to drown in the sea

They say there’s people here that don’t know why

That’s fine with me

At least while they’re here we can open they eyes

I’m trying to see

A change of state

The kind of change Obama was too afraid to make

He was bought off

Just to alter California pot laws

Even though the major use had dropped off

If you do your own thinking it’s not hard

If you don’t you might end up peppered sprayed in the backseat of a cop car

The end is not far

...Still you want to be a rock star

Passing hungry people in a hot car

I wanna be Rygar

Fight for the future from an 8-bit perspective

The loss of history is our greatest depression

...I wanna know what part of Africa I come from

They want me to work hard and pay taxes to someone

While they tap in to some fund

Funnel money into the process that we could use to have them undone

Pendulum swinging backwards, now we can watch these punks run