Get Ridiculous - Outerspace, Lawrence Arnell, Apathy

You don’t understand the ramifications you gambling with Satan

I’m standing in place and it’s like the planet is shaking

Cause all I gotta do is sit with a pen and write for an hour

I develop psychic powers that’ll frighten you cowards

Take your Benjamins and strike your kite with lightening showers

Folded dead presidents, reveal planes striking towers

Tell the petty «get ready» cause the beats is so heavy

We’ll flash flood your city and level your pitiful levees

Let 'em live?

Never did, killed 'em on the spot

Base is like an earthquake breaking building on your block

Y’all are children I’m your pops

Y’all are bragging about your gwap

I get knots you do not so it’s like a paradox

Put spikes through your head like a triceratops

You don’t see me sharing mics like fiends don’t share they rocks

Don’t be bitter your bitch started letting me hit her

I’ll have her home by two then shout you out on Twitter