Tombstone Da Deadman - They Be Like lyrics

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Tombstone Da Deadman - They Be Like lyrics

[Pre-recorded Intro] Host: Welcome to science-schmience. The game show that tests our player's abilities to stand by what they believe to be true in the face of irrefutable scientific evidence to the contrary. Our first category is anthropology. Corey Ray, this question is for you. 'The earliest evidence for man can be dated back to this time.' Guest: 6,000 years ago when god breathed in to a handful of dust and created Adam, Eve and the garden of Eden Host: You understand that archaeologists are in possession of a three million year old human skull found in Johannesburg which would put your answer off by two million nine-hundred ninety-four thousand years. Do you stand by it? Guest: Archaeologists can be wrong Host: You bet they can. Audience? Audience: Science-schmience! Keep your pseudo scientific quackery. That sh** is wack to me You manufacture that I close the factory And actually you have to be nuts to think that it's factually Prudent you must be stupid don't like it two words for you... prove it Cause anything other than that could get you slapped I snatch your ratchet box of snake oil and break that sh** across you back So let's establish the explicit rules of conversation Do you solemnly swear to back up every single statement With peer reviewed data that's not misconstrued chatter And fallacious argumentation that doesn't even matter? Not even talking about those bullsh** links From websites with webmasters that don't critically think Back in the day they would have been labeled a bunch of village idiots Who gives a sh** about the things they say they're not legitimate I see you parroting their every single word And swallow every single turd of that sh** that's so absurd [Chorus] They be like I can't believe you don't believe with we believe You must really think you smarter us, but man please We don't care what you think... you're not smart because you read And you research everything... there's some things you can't conceive There's some things that only god knows... what about conspiracies? When the Illuminati comes for you... I hope they make you bleed I saw this all on YouTube... why can't you just accept it? You really make me angry that's why I don't like you skeptics What did you think about before you shared that meme Did you research all of it's claims to see exactly what it means? Or did you rely on your bias and your feelings of defiance And if you saw that it was false would you admit it or deny it? See that's the very reason I keep hitting on this topic If I get just one of you to ponder this maybe you'll stop it And start to really think about the damage that you do When you a**ist these stupid dudes into spreading what isn't true To be perfectly honest I'm losing faith in hairless apes Perhaps all the time I spend on this is really a mistake There's a lot of other subject matter out there I could make How about I rhyme about my shoes cause hey, Nikes are really great Never mind that sh** is fake... and that's why I dismiss it My attitude alone will have me labeled as a misfit I'm carving my own path with my message to the ma**es It's not about whose the fastest... it's who the one that lasted [Chorus x1] If you ain't fighting ignorance you're helping spread that sh** If what I say applies to you you need to dead that quick And if you're doing it on purpose I would say that's sick Now you're the problem and its obvious you're wrong, you prick I kind of feel like its my duty expose you And put you out in public so that everybody knows you Alerting as many people as possible To let them know that the things that you say are just not logical People are so comfortable with lies I guess they just feel better Their confirmation bias compliant to every letter So when someone disputes it their ego just gets the best of them Instead of looking up what he said they try suppressing him I'll be that one that's standing up against the dumb And the pseudo-science army of zombies as they come Filled with all the soldiers, and Ray Comfort and Oprah Ms. Silvia Browne and that clown Deepak Chopra [Chorus x1] On and on and on Everyday it goes on and on and on In every thread it goes on and on and on And on and on and on Shut the f** up