[Intro: Samples]
Speaker: “Neil Armstrong, 38-year-old American, standing on the surface of the moon on this July 20, 1969”
Armstrong: “It’s one small step for a man... one giant leap for mankind”
[Verse 1]
Ripping up your city, here comes Alex the Whirlwind
Twisting up your brains, drop shit New York to Berlin
Come back, Blitzkrieging the whole New York region
Grab your bitch and burn like HIV lesions
Keep your eyes open, show your team where the Glocks is
Pour some disinfectant in your ears, I’m speaking noxious
Alex the baby came after afterbirth
I ain’t been straight with God since He dropped my ass on Earth (You gonna)
(Burn for that!) Then burn me right now, pa! My scalp
Still wears a scar from that lobotomy seminar
Can’t help but act out when I black out
I pushed my brother eyes in, then I kicked him back out. You kids
Trying to blast at me better learn to shoot straighter
Premature brains get cooked up in an incubator
Page 67 paragraph 2
Show precision in your “How To Skin Emcees Alive” manual
My brain’s so packed with shit, years of playing toilet
Every time, my fucking tongue lit. Every day’s deranged
And I can’t escape living in sci-fi flick, I
Eat out chinese and ambush ‘em with my G.I. dick
Speaker: “Neil Armstrong, 38-year-old American, standing on the surface of the moon on this July 20, 1969”
Armstrong: “It’s one small step for a man... one giant leap for mankind”
[Verse 1]
Ripping up your city, here comes Alex the Whirlwind
Twisting up your brains, drop shit New York to Berlin
Come back, Blitzkrieging the whole New York region
Grab your bitch and burn like HIV lesions
Keep your eyes open, show your team where the Glocks is
Pour some disinfectant in your ears, I’m speaking noxious
Alex the baby came after afterbirth
I ain’t been straight with God since He dropped my ass on Earth (You gonna)
(Burn for that!) Then burn me right now, pa! My scalp
Still wears a scar from that lobotomy seminar
Can’t help but act out when I black out
I pushed my brother eyes in, then I kicked him back out. You kids
Trying to blast at me better learn to shoot straighter
Premature brains get cooked up in an incubator
Page 67 paragraph 2
Show precision in your “How To Skin Emcees Alive” manual
My brain’s so packed with shit, years of playing toilet
Every time, my fucking tongue lit. Every day’s deranged
And I can’t escape living in sci-fi flick, I
Eat out chinese and ambush ‘em with my G.I. dick
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