[05: astrophysics.]
[Produced by Boyard Bes]
[Instrumental Intro: 00:00 - 01:36]
[Verse 1: 01:37 - 02:14]
Can we live with no hate? we need only critics, cause all ways are cryptic
Astrophysics in the psychophysics in the anxiolytics
Feel the pain and the anxiety, I’m anxioustic
My lyrics is realistical, the mystics are logistical
Paint a comic to the cosmic, I'm gonna die, I'm so cynical
Now I’m rhymin' the syllables, time is just not minimal part in the astrophysics
I feel like an astronaut, I wish
Not even the future is it, the freedom is what I miss and I‘m pissed
I‘m at the top of the list, no twist, into the infinity
Intimate, Infinite rhymes, ultimate confines
Read between the lines, the lead aligns
I feel like a wizard in thе blizzard with no guidelines
With a rover in thе supernova with no sidelines
If I risk everything, I gotta find a clover
Apollo eleven to seventeen, seven times on an other planet
Gagarin, first time over the heaven
If it’s possible that we can live on the mars, I will do, and I will never comeback
Fuck everything, I vomited a hunnid times a day, but the key to a beautiful life never came out
I don't fuck with nobody, no jobs and no rappers
[White Noise]
[Bridge: 02:14 - 02:22]
Fuck B.o.B or Bob or whatever his fucking name is for that flat-earther shit
We wouldn’t be able to exist on a flat-earth, ‘cause gravity would dissolve the flat shape, so fuck you, bitch
[White Noise]
[Verse 2: 02:22 - 03:00]
All that shit is weak if I keep that
We all dying by the deep deaths
You not a priest, but at least you in peace?, no, Dr. Whoever bring peep back
Multiverse, dig deep in the deaths, crying on the scene, stepping on the fiend, for fake teams and destroy my dreams
It is not what it seems to be, new fiends in here
In the point of being amazing I‘m the best
That's the revenge of the wizards with the brown hats
I‘m a Wizard followed by the lizards and dark bats
They smoking the gas and fucking the ass
‘cause when me and BRock was startin’ rappin’, everything was attackin’
I went and was interactin’ with the ones that was I’m trapped in the TRAPPIST’s
Seven planets, looking for what my plan is
I‘m a Wizard, all the weak fuckers only killers just like the moster from the puppy days in clifford
Alien civilizations hidin‘ themselves all the time
Vendetta applications, straight years in space-time
Got a tree that I need to climb, kindergarten crime
Staring at the skylight, looking for the right line
Falling into a deep line but still got enough shine to outlight the whole night