[06: astrophysics.]
[Produced by Boyard Bes]
[Instrumental Intro: 00:00 - 00:41]
[Verse 1: 00:41 - 01:02]
Fuck, I‘m going to created, followed by the fate, hollowed straight, made me a comic book and then skate
Now everybody’s eating my plate, look, now I‘m playin‘ the game better than that, he not that soul-mate
Andromeda or Proxima, do Aliens masturbate?, laughing at david meade, going in heavens gate, fuck schoolmates, it’s a slave state, don’t want to get everything paid, don’t wanna have a nightshade on me no more
Triangulum, lyrics in my exercise, entеring the enterprisе
Not my fathers comprise
Hypnotized zombies penalized
Now the moon’s rise, seeing everytime the sunrise
Small step for one men, big step for mankind
Doomsday coming
[Chorus: 01:02 - 01:19]
Got motherfuckers B.C-ated, made the rap game recreated
Fuck my teacher, devastated existence, celebrated
Futuristic century, lost in the mystic mercury
I’m so artistic, spend my time in heaven, BRock, we making history
Shake my dick in Triangulum, sound of the triangle, that‘s the shit of my angel
Seeing 3 planets in the night sky
Classified butterfly, magnify gravity die when the cat eyes looking in the nebula
[Verse 2: 01:19 - 01:46]
I’m gonna went back to the earth, seeing the crack and the percs
Being whack is your work, peeing attack, kodak black
Dealing the lumberjack, hands down, I‘m the G.O.A.T
Lyrical toxic, cynical prophet, UFO isn‘t only a myth in the logics
My next album is chronicle
A memorial to a catastrophic moment
Answer to the cosmic and enter to a comic
Astronomic, I‘m gonna be iconic, fuck melodic
Triangulum, flyin‘ around with the triangle, try I?, am I a literal, lyrical?
Paranormal paradise, stay inside, did my lyrical-exercise, motherfuckers demonized
We all will fade away forever, if we not change everything, might reveal and release more at a later date, for pay
Funeral coming
[Chorus: 01:47 - 02:02]
Got motherfuckers B.C-ated, made the rap game recreated
Fuck my teacher, devastated existence, celebrated
Futuristic century, lost in the mystic mercury
I’m so artistic, spend my time in heaven, BRock, we making history
Shake my dick in Triangulum, sound of the triangle, that‘s the shit of my angel
Seeing 3 planets in the night sky
Classified butterfly, magnify gravity die when the cat eyes looking in the nebula
[Instrumental Bridge: 02:02 - 02:06]
[Verse 3: 02:06 - 03:34]
We live in a simulation
Already told you I don‘t really have a straight mission
Wrote many rhymes in my book for the admission
I’m gonna return to the backside of the moon for my transformation
Got a call from an alien, falling into the galaxy
Anxiously anonymous, rhyming and lyrical inspiration from Eminem, joke
Fooding M and M, seeing planets and my home in them, that’s the shit I wanted to say
From Milky-Way to Andromeda to Triangulum
Ain’t nobody of them doing some shit for it, try the lunatic dumb asses in the politics
Risking the omega and create way more problems in the world
300 thousand years of existence, but still nobody know anything, that‘s a lie, they hiddin‘ something
Double-double-u, triple-1 and double-20
Stay out of trouble in the middle of the emptiness
Doin’ everything for mental healthiness, lyrical heaviness
I think everybody is dreaming for the successfulness
Life is only hard and stressful, but I hope everything has a reason
I‘ve been waiting for my season, I‘m believing, that‘s my feeling for the world, honestly we live in a computer-world
Why y‘all acting like lyricist don‘t exist
I‘m pissed of everything, that‘s on my blacklist
Twist the checklist, writing lyrics, science fiction, television
Twist the checklist, writing lyrics, science fiction
Teleporting to the Triangulum, reporting hackers, did it in the action
X-ray diffraction, it‘s the complex fraction like the universe
Waking up the fire curse, making raps and it truly made them worse, desire
Speaking the Desiigner-Language in the cypher
I‘m like a space-diver in the display of survivors
Lyrical songwriter, no time for people at the motherfucking campfire
Sat down under the fairy twilight, looking for the highlight
Ain‘t nothing changed in this shit since peep died, tryna ignore it but I can’t
You a fucking candy, what will happen’ till they granddaddy’s
Fuck a grammy, can’t take ‘em serious
Mysterious lil bitch is delirious
Hardcorephysics, astrophysics, psychophysics
Stupid bitch is fucking psychopathic
Fuck the whole world, geosexual, that‘s our real path
Free the aliens, it‘s not a fucking question mark
Shake my dick, take a trip to the national park
You gotta go berserk, black knight in the orbit for thirteen k years, no human made
Blood moon shining at night time for the switchblades
Blue shining hands, it‘s a superhuman
If I die, then we might respawn in the latest
I’m trapped in TRAPPIST-1
[White Noise]
[Outro: 03:35 - 03:48]
Got motherfuckers B.C-ated, made the rap game recreated
Fuck my teacher, devastated existence, celebrated
Futuristic century, lost in the mystic mercury
I’m so artistic, spend my time in heaven, BRock, we making history
Shake my dick in Triangulum, sound of the triangle, that‘s the shit of my angel
Seeing 3 planets in the night sky
Classified butterfly, magnify gravity die when the cat eyes looking in the nebula