Made this spaceship out of glue and green papers

With faces of world leaders on them and pictures of natives plowing fields and all

Lifestyle abrasive, Gangham style

Condom stuck to they braces, now we really dancing

Most anticipated, lift off - perfect landing

Outstanding leaving footprints on a new planet sand dune

All I do is duck anvils, it's heavy til you make a game of it

Brain feels just as safe as yours, just insane a bit

Y'all could pop a gang and shit, grown ups- I don't babysit

Aliens promoting me, they offering more benefits

Rip 3 shows in 10 minutes

Mean hoes get subpoenaed, fat bitches get space suits with ass cheeks sticking out

Shaking it for peanuts in a pent house

I'm peering in her soul til I dig the sin out

Aiyo blasphemy, as if a killer would pass the heat with a job to do and a lot of loot to pay, he lazy

Blasphemy, picture the mixture of ass supreme, shaking it soft and she aching to talk about baby gravy

Blasphemy, it's none of the previous sub-blast deviants to accept the daughters want to respect the lords

Pure heretic rhetoric, the words that stir up a storm, but forget whatever now that shit's becoming the norm

Saying God can't be in a bottle, they hawk phlegm, or say the god emcee ain't the title for Rakim

These words just open the coming of last days, with former words unspoken becoming the catch phrase

But hey maybe that's better than being stuck for sure with us, believing something forever because just because

That's some worthless chatter, steady keeping us all lost like he didn't fall off, talking Earth is flat or it's blasphemy