(Chorus)
I'm a Bible Rapper, no I'm a Babel Rapper
Reporting to you live I'm here with the project's master
What started as laughter! Has turned into disaster!
Sector A is great and sector B is looking looking lovely
And Kate can't wait to contemplate what a falcon and a dove see
Fat Frank anticipates the taste of the clouds that are so fluffy
And who is chasing whom the sun or moon well now we shall see
Our fate we'll change when we rearrange our name in astrology.
Bring your bow and arrow we'll surely go angel hunting
We'd rather slip then tip a brick “the tower is so lovely” (falling)
We'll look down at gds crown resound “there is no one above me”
(CHORUS)
I think the prophet lost it he wants jock itch with his coffee
In his toxic pockets is a chocolate that is walking
To a spotted cottage where awaits the god of toffee
Who made a vomit omellette, that I ate with a stalk of broccoli
And holy moly I hold a bowl of guacamole molding
That is throwing rocks at hip-hop (kids and cops) cops that want to be all knowing
And an angel made of angles wrangles with the angels snowing
Its over cast a spell the wishing well is overflowing
(Heschel)
(CHORUS)
Heaf, pitza viz meets, I boza beast of fleeza gargon
Jeesh zat geezer goots gah-gah-gah reez on on argon
Peesh at meeger moke hawk hawk i meet on zarzon
Please a scissor dither wither een are fleese flon par pon
In a wither miss her (hiccup) wona ba dee on lar van
Each an eager beager ba gock Fe-le-lieu nee argon
Devarim v'achadim we'll make are name to not twahn
Disaster disaster bricks in your pastures
Befriend an enemy that was a homey just like last yur
Cut a centipede and watch it bleed now you run faster
Shook by a look that you took in a book thats just a stranded chapter
Numbers be believin' that there's even ever after
Commanding is both damning and demanding it don't matter
A blessin ends with sin and a then sin begins with blessin
Somethings are never lasting hear ‘here here!' in ever after