Nothing in this song is true [Lion's Crib] No lie man I am the truth (No you're not) Maybe not it depends who are you? Its not the fiction compilation spittin' facts that contradictin' Omniscient I'm a stupid human but I'm self-sufficient God as my anchor And if the human race blows up cus of the tankers It'd be all good that's a message from the leader And this research k**in' preachers people and all the teachers Man, I can't stand it. (Peace signs on my Tweeter) They pull us all in like (like a) bird feeder Nasty little creatures [C Gattz] I'm a man of the sciences Our research fuel our country and all your home appliances
I have faith in facts, read the bible its good fiction I do it for control I'm not ‘bout that demolition Wesley Sniping your beliefs down Our research gives us clarity And clarity brings happiness [Lion's Crib] And more peculiarity You're stuck in a cycle Your universe expanding Until it cannot take more and there is no man standing [hook] I don't know the truth in total I learn from those who know all And though he's not real modal Spreading ‘round my faith and making it all global My praises will be vocal; Happy life, devote mortals