Klaatu Barada Nikto

Recognize black
He weaponized the track to a hellafied slap
Niggas stay jealous of the bassline fetish
That great minds relish, innovate style hater
Bird is the word for the Kurd, Al Qaida
A smurf for the turf, give them birth, not favours
(E yo, one verse from the Universe that’s burnin')
Got you like, «Did I make a wrong turn in?»
Like, the weird part of the net you find yourself in once again (AH)
Swear down, you didn’t mean it
Like a slug to the brain, swear down, you didn' t need it
But peep this, deep dish feast, it’s the meanest
Men are from Mars, women originate from Venus
If you believe this you’re a penis
The Queen is a human being, not a lizard
(Illuminati ain’t real) Neither is Father Christmas
What is this? People need to mind their own business
Curiosity killed the cat, no witnesses
(Call the cops) So now you’re all dead?
Fuck it! Might as well call Dredd!
Klaatu Barada Nikto (x4)
Hmmm
Well ain’t that a doosie?
Ain’t that a way back? Take that groupie!
They might as well feed ‘em, but the lions wanna eat ‘im
And admiring the heathing got them hiring a demon
No shit, the bro’s spit’s coded
The flow’s sick, even when Old Nick’s loaded
Dope scripts, the dome’s exploded
Since'06, nigga had «Oh bitch «moments
Now I’m back, fresh power pack black
Working my last nerve, best sour patch that
Mr. Sinister, three headed archer
Glow in the dark Tony Stark Bleeding Edge armour
Black Beta Ray Bill
Niggas still chugging on the Haterade still
Slaughter MCs like a take-away meal
Then evacuate the guts and pape them to Sheffields
The reptilian gold dust flux pavilion
Ducking a pillion, swag f*cking a million
The countdown’s final for the rival
Look behind you! Milford 5−1-9−2
(AH!)
Klaatu Barada Nikto (x4)