Traumah - 2010 A.D. lyrics

[Intro] Yea The super-gross is back Traumah, you a fool for this beat though Yea, let's do it Check, one-two Yea, yo [Verse 1: Greydon] I don't care I'll put my life in a song I tell you twice as a pawn just to see which building the sniper is on I'll probably be the next to get a mic on his arm Cause I love hip-hop, and my rhymin' is strong Ain't nobody askin' me what side of science I'm on How the bright idea of one god divided 'em all Technologically we should be a lot further along But we squandered it all with cold wars and bombs The dark ages, those are seven-hundred years of tech And I don't know about you, but I'm here to collect Just have the Catholic church write me a check And I'll divide it up amongst all the poor people on earth that's left Should've had the star system colonized already Bases on the moon and Mars headed for alpha centauri Aids and cancer should've been a thing of the past 'Stead of dropping a bomb to spend money we build in Japan Humanity has scars like an abused harlot Circling up all the gases of moving target Peace is the hardest due to current though process We embrace superstition and reject logic I got a message for the next prophet: "How 'bout a fresh option? More understanding and less doctrine?" Just one of many in the ocean of space With existence the focal point of debate You know that it's Grey Last I checked this was for the species But when it comes to human rights they treat it more like feces What does it matter if gay people wanna get married When you sittin' over-eval how you wanna be buried Like it's more important, to say it's decreed by external forces Not knowing the earliest idea were of female origins You need to do some more reading of quantum physics and explore reason Cause we need more heathens [Verse 2: Syqnys] When I look up at the sky I see the difference between you and I I see the universe, near perfect in fact You wanna make up a god and start worshipping that I say "there's so much in this universe" You say "there must be more", don't even search it first You rather be amazed by a virgin birth There's no church on earth that is worth the dirt It's built on the [field on?], the hands of those That believe it's disgusting; the cancer grows See I don't care about no angelic wings I'd rather know is there really one-dimensional strings? When they sing do they make up the fabric of things? Is that too much to fathom for a rational being? Like, nymphs physics isn't yo cup of tea? That's gravy baby, there's so much to see There's so much to learn, there's so much to love Instead of reading about "such and such" above Yea, whatever; are you really amazed By the books? Page, after sillier page? Cause the Koran and the Bible are exactly the same Moronic and vile means attacking your brain Yea, you need to do more reading On anything and explore reason, cause we need more heathens [Verse 3: Task Rok] Or even more seasoned agnostics Those still working on the reasoning process I believe in my conscience; people of all tense Fighting over all this deity nonsense? We could all be friends if we squash this Constant bickering and sickening nonsense This is for my nuns out livin' in the convents To my thugs with the guns still sittin' in the projects To the honest little children only buildin' up a complex From the bible belt to a village of Islamics This sh** is real, you can feel it in the Cosmics We'll revealing all the prophets and we're k**ing 'em with logic My honest opinion? God and religion Is often a prison designed for your thoughts and decisions I followed my wisdom and it led me to skepticism Took the spirit out of me; undoubtedly an exorcism Yes there isn't a god, but don't stress it Your heaven's right here on the planet, so go get it Stop givin' this life no credit; had to make an afterlife? Well, I don't get it. Roll credits and the audience exits Life leaves too, and your body is breathless You need to do some more reading Just to ensure we can even the score when you're speakin'