No Nasa - T.M.I.

Nibiru come near you
The masters can't heal you
The masters don't feel you
The masters don't hear you

Tiamat
TMI
Orbiting between four and five
Enorging them, pray to lords of lies
Hoards of flies buzzing round the corpse
Of someone we used to love
Seems like love ain't enough
Tough to come off of the cuff
Watch em say we don't believe enough
They gon clip the wings of all of the young 
But my God the Sun
Skin of my teeth
Talking in tongues
It be misinformation, and then
Missed information, and then
Misrepresentation lead to risk inclination 
And then disintegration
Take it all apart
Because the system just restsist integration

Nibiru come near you
(TMI)
The masters can't heal you
(TMI)
The masters don't feel you
(TMI)
The masters don't hear you
(TMI)

Young boy get outta bed 
Clear ya head 
Got a couple things we gon do today
But no school, got no fool to fuck witchu today
Brush my teeth, wash my face
Kicking back in my mama place
Bowl of cereal: CT Crunch
On the TV: Falcon Punch!
Nintendo brand luminaries
Due to various concerns
Had turn it off bout half a clock turn
But it's all cool I'm linkin up with my homeboy
Dude hilarious wit words
Handball or manhunt I can't front 
I took a lotta L's like a damn chump like uh
Maybe today's my day 
He knocking on the door 
He bellow out my name
I open tell him hello
Get my shoes head to the elevator 
Heading out the door
Hold up, look up
Why's the sky yellow?

Written by:
Grey Abraxas

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