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Correct Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorists Lyrics
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[Verse 1] Ancient astronaut theorists suggests You should put the mic down, we're unimpressed You're prey for the famished, ingest then bless The possessed, music regressed You should give it a rest This for the sleepers, battling the reaper Eye for an eye, Jeepers Creepers Less hype beasts, give us more leaders On that U. N. I. T. Y shout out Latifah Rather have a queen over diva, overseas visa Give your boy credit, l turned them into believers Over jazz beats flowing from the brain With stealth kills, silently been murdering the game Verbal Tenchu, tongue as sharp as ginsu Uncomfortable in your own skin, Captain Ginyu And we continue to give 'em what they want Give 'em what they want Give 'em what they want Jazz Spaceman live in effect I don't lie for respect Shuck and jive for a check They already mock us in media, even cartoons Big lipped, jive talking buffoons Call us baboons, we only rap, ball or croon Social media poison consume Blew eyes on the moon, space in my horizon Playing Yu-Gi-Oh! In my mind I'm devising a plan And I'ma get there someday Tell the stars I'm on my way Nothing can stop me now On my cloud, won't knock me down You can try but it won't work Unemployed, can't avoid mother earth When it's time to pay dues that we owe to the land We forsake and destroyed, yet they trying to expand? Please! The earth's in danger! Why the heroes consider us strangers? It's our fault cuz we're douchebags More concerned about ourselves and a few stacks But I'm off that, back to the lounge Dreamland, where I hold the crown Music is the most beautiful thing I've found Where I can drown out the world And build my own through sound [Verse 2] Ancient astronaut theorists suggests, That Skyblew is not the one to test When it comes to the pen, I'm Donnie yen with a paintbrush Microphones slayed at a faint touch Thinking of dissing me? You should be ending that In a flash, you'll forget that thought, no Men In Black Aliens, yea I'm into that, wrote this song on a spacecraft Multiply, divide and conquer, I hate math Still grind if I'm injured Only n-word I relate to is inward Forward motion through commotion, a beast has awoken Me and Scottie Royal, The Extraordinary Showmen When I was homeless, all I had was music To get me through the cold nights, i'll forever chose it Jazz and the blues hit the soul, treble flows from tongue Yea I'm hungry, all my life settled for crumbs High pitch, but I'm voicing my vibrations Imagination creation, through innovation To help us in this nation of damnation I'm freeing minds from the plantation This is mental elevation Put 'em on game, emulation No peppermint patties, but they get the sensation Melodic stimulation Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorist Jazz Spaceman, vibes for the spirit Gone!
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