Junk Science - Qualdron lyrics

[Intro] But, there is trouble inside the moon too Inside? The air? Not that, the Selenites have almost exhausted the resources of the moon's interior They mean to try and colonize the Earth! [Part 1:Baje One] It's not what you expect It's not what you was asking for Matter of fact it just is what it is You can live what you give If you given the gift Cuz alot of kids live in the fridge And you got, lots to eat But you locked on the inside Nobody heat It was not on the invite Joyless and cold The leather stay crispy WHITE PEOPLE One of life's hella great mysteries Darwin, drop bombs Renovate swiftly I got the yoga fire So levitate with me Ah, ah levitate with me Buh-buh-buh boom bobby with me It's not what you expect It's not really a sect But or it's more what you go to confession for Used to talk more sh** than people on message boards When I was 19 living in Ecuador In the rains forests, the same tourists Still keep taking this time to sing tor-toise Still keep making it rhyme 'cuz Baje raw is Talk like Yoda because Yoda's from Brooklyn But I ain't in the [?] game I manufacture pudding Call me Mr. Kozy Shack Get off the bosey act It's eight gla**es, the flows intact Plus he's stuck between yadda yadda Rocking this place The illest rapper out there like Rock Kim Shakespeare Do it how it's been done, plus how it might be Make's girlfriend's boyfriend wanna fight me When he do the thing right Like he was least spite Cursed at reversed like socks red emphatically Not dead, animatedly Hot fresh pies on the window sill Go to modernshark dot com forward-slash free mouth fulla ink Watch 'em autograph beats It's not what you respect It's not what you respect it's more what you protect More what you expect it's more who you protect [Part 2: Baje One] 'Cuz you could be like, you could just keep askin' like Like why me? And I could say Dude you were born like this It's just a roll of the dice dice dice dice Nobody gets a 4, 5, 6 Even sometimes that's what it seem like like Homegirl you were born like this And I know it's not fair fair fair fair But if that's not what life is Then tell me what life is and we could both be millionaires Sometimes I sit back like the Buddha sat Thinking how 90's hip-hop might've ruined my life Then I pause... and I stop being stupid Can't blame the messenger Can't shoot cupid He's just a little dude playing with his arrows You the one that's jumping off the falls in a barrel Baje One, Snafu collabo Youth life-forms came to an*lyze the data like D.A.R.Y.L The ill Darryl no American-Apparel Never got along with kids who's vision's all narrow Y'know, the one's who's at the table Everyday and never wanted These the one's who take some lemonade and get some lemons from it Though that's borderline chemically impossible God bless intelligence they find a way to follow through Not me, not him, not us Huh, raps god busts and raps you gotta trust Come on