The Silver Surfer Lyrics

I come through ripping off your sun roof in one swoop

I'm heated lead headed for the head

Raining bullets with as much weight as the things I've said

Watch for ya legs hanging off the side of the bed

I'm a demon that can cause sleep paralysis

The psycho analysis analyzing this

How I can give aderall to a bunch of little kids

During my run for president I wrote a communist manifest

Manifested itself into a good read for suburban chicks

On Oprah's greatest gifts New York times best list

The audiobook that gets DJ's pissed

Once a day it gets requested

Going crazy for the thrill

Fans say explain if you will

Steve Rogers on em no I don't think I will

I'm off my rocker too hot for this porch

I'm the arrow shot that knocked Genghis Khan off his horse

People can't stand what they can't understand

Everyone's a king of the jungle with a gun up in their hand

Everyone's a saint with a whole up in they head

The king of the land but no one wrote down what he said

I'm mining rhymes like I'm mining ores

Striking with exciting lines like its mighty thor

I'll mighty morph into a lighting bolt from a nova warp

A seemingly unweathered sword

Cleanly beheading a severed corpse

I'm hotter than seven suns on a different nebula

The pot to addiction the cop to a christian

The thought that goes missing the plot that just thickened

Before the internet still most people didn't give a shit

I wake up do the impossible cause failures optional

Never suboptimal the physical art of a war

I have as many voices in my head and are more audible than audible

I'm preaching but not dull I'm eating but not full

The conscious feeling of some dumb shit you should not pull

I'll whoop you with orions belt

Punch lines have so much depth I'll make conan o'brian

Start miming by himself

I'm andy richter but off the rictor scale

I'll do blow straight fish scale like a ship in sale

While sipping on white zinfandel

Pimping women nothing different call me mister tale

Old sisters tales raps like I'm shipping mail

I go good with anything like I'm gingerale

I'll show up in blind peoples dreams

Executing evil schemes

What would you give to see

What would you live to be

Sometimes I believe if I couldn't see

Wouldn't be distracted by tv

If tupac grew up to a white family in the burbs

Would he still have the same impact with his words

Same exact soul just on a different world

Would he still have the same pain as a man that's not being heard

Cuts deeper than the ocean I don't like to show emotion

I wanna run and hide but nobody notices

I feel dead inside and since Kobe died

I don't wanna mention this

But a year ago I was depressed

Until that semi flipped

Got back on my shit

I knew what worked and what didn't

Even when I'm grinding I still plan whats next

Cause any day could be my last breath

Cause life don't flash before your eyes when you never lived