R.A.P. Ferreira - hyperion lyrics

Thought a lot, had no pot to piss in Approach the problem like theoretical physics No graven image, independent like fingers So money like swingers Dummy, guilt lingers Second thought leaning, no second chance The second stance says I parley with my better half on the ship's galley Save that third wish for Death Valley Hidden ranch from which I transmit Demand spit like he manic, that's mechanics, dammit Lost thread, kingpin red Winkin' while I bled TV for a head, so let's fu*k with the antennas Let's fu*k with the antennas, so let's fu*k with the antennas TV for a head, so let's fu*k with the antennas Let's fu*k with the antennas, let's fu*k with the antennas fu*k with the antennas, fu*k with the antennas Let's fu*k with the antennas Hyperion on the selection, no criterion for the collection Just all type of skulls Knife so sharp, you felt dull Shinjuku pick pocket Backdrop Mt. Fuji, doobie hip rocket Prefer mine rolled loosely In my hands, loose leaf feel juicy Date myself by steppin' watusi Handsome rambler, skate goofy I was in the second grade when I shot my first Uzi Now that's li'l Six three and the vert ill You see how quickly cats get deconstructed? Flummoxed boxer, hands in the toaster, you are the lobster Rappers win Oscars Dress up like I deliver FedEx to spit a rhyme at a Chief Executive Officer Rappers win Oscars Let's fu*k with the antennas, so let's fu*k with the antennas TV for a head, so let's fu*k with the antennas Let's fu*k with the antennas, let's fu*k with the antennas fu*k with the antennas, fu*k with the antennas Let's fu*k with the antennas Chief Executive Officer