Interstellar Lyrics

Verse I I live a musically embedded life in this time i've forgotten better lyrics than you'll ever write All original i'll never bite with Andy Mac choppin up better samples than you'll ever slice we wonder how you get to bed at night waking up in sweats, feedin' off our fever like a parasite I think there's evidence to verify, that you aint really the boss, you seem like the small errand type simplify the only way they gon' understand it why even I try, these dummies destroy their own planet its not my rhyme, just in time before the world ends its actually my rhyme that causes the world's end think about it, we still discover pyramids city sized tetrahedrons that were really hid you feel me kid, you'll find them if you really dig but you wont, you've resigned to be a Guinea pig


Verse II Grab the weed, wrap it up in a banana leaf, keep it lit, while I'll try to spit a masterpiece I even asked which of the lines were most packed with heat they copy and pasted the rhyme and sent it back to me, Every time I try my hardest when I sit and write, while you just want to work and party you're a different type headed to another place on a different flight lyrics coming up shorter than a midget's height I'll spit a hundred times to get it right, Just to make sure i'm shivering cold like I skinny dip in ice on a Michigan December's night You tried to pitch a strike but I hit it into a drifting kite, ...You know I'm always lifted right? Hit the spliff from the early dawn, to when you kiss your kids at night Unified to achieve perfection You should side with Mr X, go get blazed and ask the deep questions

Verse III I'll barely rhyme and make you use your mind its kind of hard to play chess when you have to announce your moves in rhyme only music is the true divine, ....while you worship human ignorance the foolish kind ....as a non believer they call me insufferable well I'm sorry I'm in trouble for not being gullible i hear you trying to talk to me like I'm another fool but its easy to have faith when you have a stomach full ...only bullies run the school claim they leave no child behind while they implement the dummy rule i was supposed to die at twenty two a mercenary in Iraq, Al Ramadi, in the money tomb how the hell you going to sell me on a master plan friends still in the service facing down Afghanistan I'm Magneto in the Savage Land with my dream and frienemy trying to sell it to the average man

a6f705ab32065ad50f874f7af9cc60cf