Released on April 26, 2012

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[Verse 1]

I've been following my creed since a teenager

Writing in more run on sentences than the dialogue up in Speed Racer

See we ain't new to this

You can tell how we copy floppy computer disks

I'm a futurist so I don't rock a crucifix

Keep it deep in the dirt on some Rosicrucian shit

I'm on that free thinking doubletalk

My people's out there like NASA's space shuttle walk

Cultivating epiphanies out of subtle thoughts

My people stay serving and steady crossing the line

'Til the judges call double fault

We got a secret though

We used to keep it low

And them same judges is tighter than some needle nose pliers

Time to let the people know

Through the wires the higher ups keep below the surface

I haven't seen him but I heard it

And who would mislead us on purpose?


[Hook]

Hellfyre is the club

Swim is the team

Blowed is the project, the free thinkers scream

For whatever they want, they feel free

So they can have whatever they want


[Verse 2]

Keep it close to the vest like Pakistan

Don't watch the mic, the other one is the magic hand

It's not happenstance

From where you're at I can touch you like Plastic Man

A little oral projection a little astral man

Clap your unshackled hands

Partying with kings 'til the whole damn castle dance

And we can do like a wave do

Who lit the candles that the people in the cave drew

Fire lights in from a mountain top, praise due to who?

My light level stays through the roof

Keep the black and white pebble like Locke on the beach

Here to hold 'em to the light right and frightened people see red


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

Weightless, is the keys on a Casio

All the secrets in the world were explained

On that Dinosaurs episode called 'The War on Pistachio'

It ain't my fault you didn't get it then

It was all their divisors the dividend the quotient

Sitting there just as plain as the ocean

I should have never brought it up

I got an army full of thirty something misfits

With quick wits that swing a mean ass coffee cup

Getting ill on the free range chicken parts

In the kitchen or the woods with the Wiccan arts

I just say that shit because it sounds cool

I ain't got a clue about the crown jewels

I'll be at the crib acting glib

Fixing my kids bib watching Party Down, fool


[Hook]