[Intro]
They began to recognise
Russian Martian
[Verse 1]
I got the...
Truth in my fist
The lies in the mist
You humans...
Barely living you just kind of exist
I stopped dreaming years ago
And planned it all in advance
Poked out my two eyes
Had the third ever since
I tried to live by 10 amendments
But I couldn’t resist
Cuz nature like a nymphomaniac
She always insists
Saw the judgment in eyes of a priest
Tables turned now, capeesh?
Living beyond good and evil is a mental prestige
Filthy hands imply the clean money
But they can rinse
When you aiming for a billi
Wait for moral eclipse
Promise of the revolution led us to lost paradise
Sweet promise of tomorrow is the devil's enterprise
Blind to the purpose you believe it
Ain’t nobody wanna scrutinize
Bitch you gon' conceive it
She gon pop it like Abella
And of course I’m gonna eat it
Ye I told her that I love her
But she knows I didn’t mean it
[Pre-Chorus]
Why you motherfuckers gotta be naive
The less you know the truth
The more you fucking sleep
Y’all be looking for opinions
And don’t wanna make ur own
Cuz it’s scary to go find the truth in shit
That others don’t
[Chorus]
I’m a beast
I’m the don
I’m the Oracle, Oracle
Every line gon be historical, Oracle
Magnet 4 guala like Monaco, Monaco
My state of mind is the monopole
I’m a beast
I’m the don
I’m the Oracle, Oracle
Every line gon be historical, Oracle
Magnet 4 guala like Monaco, Monaco
My state of mind is the monopole
Monaco, bitch
Monopole
[Verse 2]
Doing evil in the name of god... is liberating
Like sharing virtue with who you surround
To praise the Satan
Light the blunt up when I feel the aching
It's meditating Acting out before I get the 40
Like Ronald Raegan
Sweating out to get this money, precipitatin'
Talking shit cuz ain’t on the court
You commentating
Cuz you never been the architect
You decorating
And all my thoughts can make ur brain choke
No ventilating
Righteous message dissipated
Under the interpretation
And the action lost its purpose
When it lost the observation
If you thinking that you made it
You must be hallucinating
Not a thing as “too much money”
Cuz the dolla pro-creating
[Pre-Chorus]
Yours or someone else’s
One of common senses
Someone gotta drive a truck
And someone gotta buy the benz’s
Economists won’t tell you that
But humans are expenses
Just the product of environment
And time is the finances
[Chorus]
I’m a beast
I’m the don
I’m the Oracle, Oracle
Every line gon be historical, Oracle
Magnet 4 guala like Monaco, Monaco
My state of mind is the monopole
I’m a beast
I’m the don
I’m the Oracle, Oracle
Every line gon be historical, Oracle
Magnet 4 guala like Monaco, Monaco
My state of mind is the monopole
Monopole
Monaco, bitch
Monopole