Get back the fact is that their giving me slack cause I'm the

prophet of naught and the gospel aphrodisiac. Give me

sorrow, I break it into love. You gotta follow, I'm holding our

people above. No time to wait there's the gate proceed.

I've got what you want and I've got what you need. I'm your

musical instrument the public embarrassment, the hand

around your neck and your money unspent.



They call me mister boombastic fantastic. Don't do nothing

drastic you spastic, cause I bomb the mic like a fascist. I'm

not even from America and I bury ya. Light in a coffin as to

not to worry ya. Bury ya make you bounce like a berry ya'll.

Make you giddy in you stomach like your sisters are ba ra

bop. And now you met your match as I drain out your power

and make you stop like a Seiko sports watch.



Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a

motherfucking weirdo



You see the laughing man he's a nut cause he's a Salinger

fan It's the Quarashi plan taken from the Koran. They beat

us up and they wait till we break but in the end this is just

another earthquake. Repent and your lost, forget with all

cost. It's a malady a sickness you can't floss. You gotta

leave it behind, look around find a sign get back on the

track and walk the fine line.



Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a

motherfucking weirdo



Check it check it out here I come not leaving till I'm done

Please stay a little longer and you're gonna get some from

the man from the crew, little boy blue. Wait until it's dark

and we'll be home for you. Now you may fuck up, you

fucking stuck up prick you better watch it before you make

the whole world sick that's it. Making me ill, you know

against your will. I'm throwing rhymes like grenades,

making a kill.



Your a blank zero, forsaken hero you're always gonna be a

motherfucking weirdo