[Verse 1]
Yeah, these are "Sounds of the Earth" tones
Alcoholic dad, carpenter to my bird home
How they come from birth stones?
Snort it, snort it, snort it
Then I'm fallin' through a wormhole, Geronimo, oh
I could for sure go to Hell 'cause I feel the fire on my torso
Shoot up the award show
Bom bibom bibom bibom bom
Bom bibom bibom bibom, yeah
The last stragglers
On their head like Mad Hatters
Abstract era, bullies to you backpackers
Going crazy, detoxin' at the Nutcracker
Flexible bitch, she let me fuck backwards
What matters?
Land of the blunt passers
And of thе drug dealers
Unreal
Rollin' up еther in the cornmeal
Stand behind a force-field
Raps are unlimited
It's not definitive
Infinite arithmetic
(Interlude)
Yeah, these are "Sounds of the Earth" tones
Alcoholic dad, carpenter to my bird home
How they come from birth stones?
Snort it, snort it, snort it
Then I'm fallin' through a wormhole, Geronimo, oh
I could for sure go to Hell 'cause I feel the fire on my torso
Shoot up the award show
Bom bibom bibom bibom bom
Bom bibom bibom bibom, yeah
The last stragglers
On their head like Mad Hatters
Abstract era, bullies to you backpackers
Going crazy, detoxin' at the Nutcracker
Flexible bitch, she let me fuck backwards
What matters?
Land of the blunt passers
And of thе drug dealers
Unreal
Rollin' up еther in the cornmeal
Stand behind a force-field
Raps are unlimited
It's not definitive
Infinite arithmetic
(Interlude)
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