Skyblew Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorists Lyrics
Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorists by SkyBlew
[Verse 1]
Ancient astronaut theorists suggests
You should put the mic down, we're unimpressed
You're prey for the famished, ingest then bless
The possessed, music regressed
You should give it a rest
This for the sleepers, battling the reaper
Eye for an eye, Jeepers Creepers
Less hype beasts, give us more leaders
On that U. N. I. T. Y shout out Latifah
Rather have a queen over diva, overseas visa
Give your boy credit, l turned them into believers
Over jazz beats flowing from the brain
With stealth kills, silently been murdering the game
Verbal Tenchu, tongue as sharp as ginsu
Uncomfortable in your own skin, Captain Ginyu
And we continue to give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they want
Jazz Spaceman live in effect
I don't lie for respect
Shuck and jive for a check
They already mock us in media, even cartoons
Big lipped, jive talking buffoons
Call us baboons, we only rap, ball or croon
Social media poison consume
Blew eyes on the moon, space in my horizon
Playing Yu-Gi-Oh! In my mind I'm devising a plan
And I'ma get there someday
Tell the stars I'm on my way
Nothing can stop me now
On my cloud, won't knock me down
You can try but it won't work
Unemployed, can't avoid mother earth
When it's time to pay dues that we owe to the land
We forsake and destroyed, yet they trying to expand?
Please! The earth's in danger!
Why the heroes consider us strangers?
It's our fault cuz we're douchebags
More concerned about ourselves and a few stacks
But I'm off that, back to the lounge
Dreamland, where I hold the crown
Music is the most beautiful thing I've found
Where I can drown out the world
And build my own through sound
[Verse 2]
Ancient astronaut theorists suggests,
That Skyblew is not the one to test
When it comes to the pen, I'm Donnie yen with a paintbrush
Microphones slayed at a faint touch
Thinking of dissing me? You should be ending that
In a flash, you'll forget that thought, no Men In Black
Aliens, yea I'm into that, wrote this song on a spacecraft
Multiply, divide and conquer, I hate math
Still grind if I'm injured
Only n-word I relate to is inward
Forward motion through commotion, a beast has awoken
Me and Scottie Royal, The Extraordinary Showmen
When I was homeless, all I had was music
To get me through the cold nights, i'll forever chose it
Jazz and the blues hit the soul, treble flows from tongue
Yea I'm hungry, all my life settled for crumbs
High pitch, but I'm voicing my vibrations
Imagination creation, through innovation
To help us in this nation of damnation
I'm freeing minds from the plantation
This is mental elevation
Put 'em on game, emulation
No peppermint patties, but they get the sensation
Melodic stimulation
Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorist
Jazz Spaceman, vibes for the spirit
Gone!
Ancient astronaut theorists suggests
You should put the mic down, we're unimpressed
You're prey for the famished, ingest then bless
The possessed, music regressed
You should give it a rest
This for the sleepers, battling the reaper
Eye for an eye, Jeepers Creepers
Less hype beasts, give us more leaders
On that U. N. I. T. Y shout out Latifah
Rather have a queen over diva, overseas visa
Give your boy credit, l turned them into believers
Over jazz beats flowing from the brain
With stealth kills, silently been murdering the game
Verbal Tenchu, tongue as sharp as ginsu
Uncomfortable in your own skin, Captain Ginyu
And we continue to give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they want
Give 'em what they want
Jazz Spaceman live in effect
I don't lie for respect
Shuck and jive for a check
They already mock us in media, even cartoons
Big lipped, jive talking buffoons
Call us baboons, we only rap, ball or croon
Social media poison consume
Blew eyes on the moon, space in my horizon
Playing Yu-Gi-Oh! In my mind I'm devising a plan
And I'ma get there someday
Tell the stars I'm on my way
Nothing can stop me now
On my cloud, won't knock me down
You can try but it won't work
Unemployed, can't avoid mother earth
When it's time to pay dues that we owe to the land
We forsake and destroyed, yet they trying to expand?
Please! The earth's in danger!
Why the heroes consider us strangers?
It's our fault cuz we're douchebags
More concerned about ourselves and a few stacks
But I'm off that, back to the lounge
Dreamland, where I hold the crown
Music is the most beautiful thing I've found
Where I can drown out the world
And build my own through sound
[Verse 2]
Ancient astronaut theorists suggests,
That Skyblew is not the one to test
When it comes to the pen, I'm Donnie yen with a paintbrush
Microphones slayed at a faint touch
Thinking of dissing me? You should be ending that
In a flash, you'll forget that thought, no Men In Black
Aliens, yea I'm into that, wrote this song on a spacecraft
Multiply, divide and conquer, I hate math
Still grind if I'm injured
Only n-word I relate to is inward
Forward motion through commotion, a beast has awoken
Me and Scottie Royal, The Extraordinary Showmen
When I was homeless, all I had was music
To get me through the cold nights, i'll forever chose it
Jazz and the blues hit the soul, treble flows from tongue
Yea I'm hungry, all my life settled for crumbs
High pitch, but I'm voicing my vibrations
Imagination creation, through innovation
To help us in this nation of damnation
I'm freeing minds from the plantation
This is mental elevation
Put 'em on game, emulation
No peppermint patties, but they get the sensation
Melodic stimulation
Ancient Astronaut Musical Theorist
Jazz Spaceman, vibes for the spirit
Gone!