Dianetics - Curly Castro, Armand Hammer

What up science?

Old man Logan with a natural Black cock

Me not like foley the axel

See the black planet tilted on its axis

Run a company criss, a sky remain a practice

Raw thing, fallout party planet done in secret

Cockroach Cosby rocks control seekers

Leaflets dropped from helicopt’s been circling

Still don’t make no black cops believers

Waterboard some blue terror into my nostrils

I breathe through my Gil Scott Heron apostle

Sitting in a seance, cross from Sonya Sanchez

Mask science and then we break bread

Put our omen heads together, turn profit

Huey P’s ghost points out pig agnostics

Ran into Medusa in hell, give her a shot gun

Lift an L and then inhale, what me not got sun?

What me not got sun?

What me not got sun?

He got the whole world in his hands

Little mama, she just want dance

He got the whole world in his hands

He got the whole world in his hands

He got the whole world in his hands

Mistook the stick for an olive branch

He got the whole world in his hands

He got the whole world in his hands

Peckerwoods like a pocket square

Cold bar, the lay off the blank stares

As civilization crumpled into air

Laugh aloud 'cause I’m scared

Ninety nine problems, better show your work

Don’t make me out to be the jerk when you lose your whole flirt with death

Lurched to the steps of the church, you’ve lost your nerve

Verses murked, the snipers perch

Blurry footage of perp' who caught the chill

William Hurt, kept it real

That White guilt won’t work

As he turned, the black, he smirked

Meaning duty he shirked

My weed jar burp Bulawayo sweat through a shirt

Travel with fifty boxes of dirt

Bloodsuckers, motherfuckers never loved us

Bastards' children have a way of just showin' up

Pale as fuck, two holes in the neck

You ain’t expect to see me on your doorstep

The Queen’s English is my bitch

Rode hard, put away wet

You mad as shit

Never mind that, you gon' invite me in?

Lips fat as yours is thin, but same sly grin

You gon' invite me in?

Uh, is them again

Uh, is them again

Uh, is them again

Uh, is them again

Uh, is them again

Uh, is them again

Cherry-eyed dragon swivel dipped me in the fountainhead

Metal mouth the house you want the balcony selects

Eggbeater brain all was quiet when he came through

Rappers all cotton bless to God that’s how we made good

Blue blocker vision my religion isn’t one at all

Shipping out the schisms, you can’t text back till the final call

As the oceans go, projectile vomit on a project wall

Spin his vinyl backwards, move your masters, homicidal roar

Acid and a spinal cord, friendly fire, cyber war

Black messiah by ya sent the dialogue, higher sloth

Nun cipher when your higher called, by and large folk

They don’t know the science on assignment, don’t get fired on

Is that all you locals lower do?

Air in the vocals

Leaving room for poison darts to fly by and poke you

Real god require blood, my sacrifice

don’t remove the harpoon

You’s a mark fool, your cave bitch swoon

The god’s magnetic, stretch, weigh it, measure it

Pyrex metric, the dab won’t get it, bang, lost trial

Don’t leave the A out of archive, dark time

Popping bar flies with the carbine, raw hides

Spectacular, a channeller, a gentleman, it’s him again

World passport, global citizen

(It's him again)

(It's him again)

(It's him again)

(It's them again)