The Gods Must Be Crazy (feat. billy woods, E L U C I D & EL-P)

Zimbabwe, Rhodesia Drive in movie theatre Toyota Cressida, heavy metal speaker Don't kill the messenger Henry Kissinger, my album's only feature Xeroxed visas, a world passport Home where the hatred is, no mystery God All data lost, spirit roaming Beast versus harlot at the garden Sucking tongue under starlight My six-headed bride, black on both sides Purged before birth, numb before thirst The happiest Africans How I started my verse for Live Aid (85) Rehearsed for "We Are The World" And got cut for Chris Hayes (super high) Had Belafonte coughing off that uptown church, that Bouday (wide-eyed) I went to the edge of earth, sun-burnt, black as Pompeii White women with pepper spray in they purse Interpolating Beyoncé (illegal formations) Your money's no good here No good On face or name, logged away I might remember, I might ask again I be everywhere What blessings is, what curses come Air feels thick The end is a six letter story Green eyes, I'ma see you next lifetime Something on the stove if you hungry I think I might've left in my right mind Why I still gotta dress for a thought crime? Camouflage vest, don't you cross ties Thinking that you will, but you won't, but you won't, oh Poking out my third and my fourth eye I was born on the fifth day, my drink cold and my fish fried Spin out in every which way I been through, I been inside The rock pays in scale diagrams Coke out the sky, rocks big as your hand A Gulfstream five that don't ever land CIA scams, revolutionary plans Overlapping Venn diagrams, overlapping The hammer fell out your man's waistband grappling Anything can happen if you tryna make it happen Get head (head) tapped (tapped) tryna get it cracking Mind cracked open, seeing all the patterns Was a time would've been oracles and seers Now madmen squatting in caves Trains crashing through caverns Stick figures hunting mammoth Crude language, dick suck glyphs on tablets Bushmen watch the world come off balance The sky tumble Hunter-gatherers, watching black giants walk out the jungle Alien in spaceships Low clouds sit, heavy with lightning Men pregnant with death, frightened at the quickening It totters on unsteady legs, boy, you invited to the christening Your money's no good here No good Declined