Let's roll to Alpha Centari in a talcum Ferarri/
Or wherever we 'bout to roll shawty still the outcome is party/
So raise your E.T. fingers and touch the sky kids/
We're about to cause such a riot/
Don't let the naysayers get you distracted/
Just free your mind to this abstract shit/
Am I an earthling?.../
I been wondering since my birthing/
I'm still convinced the nursing/
Must've been in 3030.../
The surgery was done on mercury/
Then broadcast univerally so everybody heard of me/
Inserted thee disc drive and left their lips tied/
Like voodoo and I'm smooth through where I cruise to/
Blare my news through the whole galaxy; its no fallacy/
Shootin' the breeze on Jupiter where my palace be/
And there's malice we.../
In my species face and now is thee/
Time to crumble boundaries set up by those not down with me/
We're challenging../
The usual conventions of pretentious twats/
And bending awkward mental shots they're sendin' off/
So generous to be sendin' this and movin' at a louder pace/
Not fit for this planet...did I mention I'm from outer space?/
Let's roll to Alpha Centari in a talcum Ferarri/
Or wherever we 'bout to roll shawty still the outcome is party/
So raise your E.T. fingers and touch the sky kids/
We're about to cause such a riot/
Don't let the naysayers get you distracted/
Just free your mind to this abstract shit/
All you goons chasin' paper but I'm moonbasin', haters/
Catch me on Mars on the dunes daily faded/
Blastin off from asteroids leavin' you all black and void/
Zak destroed the class of toys who lack the poise/
Don't act correct and lack respect/
That's why he had to crack their necks/
Thoughts so abstract I stress and strain my noodle/
Scooted to the plains of Pluto to get you to change your view so/
You don't lose your tool and get nutured/
I'm like the last regrets foolin' a shooter/
I'll prove it to you; I stay on Neptune/
Where I rebuilt Atlantis; the fables are true/
Just a small task I was able to do/
The Big Dipper was me just ladlin' stew/
Might seem crazy to you but it's how I stay/
Spend my days chillin' in outer space/
I memorized every single pattern in the rings of Saturn/
Venus and Uranus are my mingle matter/
Just like a Yangztee bend, this is strangely Zen/
They haven't built the highway for the lane Z's in/
Let's roll to Alpha Centari in a talcum Ferarri/
Or wherever we 'bout to roll shawty still the outcome is party/
So raise your E.T. fingers and touch the sky kids/
We're about to cause such a riot/
Don't let the naysayers get you distracted/
Just free your mind to this abstract shit/
credits
from Zen After Khaos,
track released September 9, 2009
written and produced by Khaos