Diabolic, Tabs - Roundhouse lyrics

Broadcast live
From a quiet street in the 'burbs
A demon emerged
Screaming: "Kweli is a nerd!"
Just a wolf dressed like every
Other sheep in the herd
Teaching the virgin Mary about the
Bees and the birds
Meanwhile, my belief is the leaders who serve
The people deserve to be the
Church seen in the purge tequila and nerves
Currently increasing the urge so drunk
I speak in tongues with secretive words
Reading a blurb, from the Necronomicon
While Obama, John, Tod
And Bin Laden plot to drop
Atomic bombs on Ramadan or Rosh Hashanah
Popping Dom
Running through more trees than Forrest Gump
Getting shot in 'Nam
Can I kick it? Dick inside a soccer mom
Who looks like Chaka Khan working
Night shifts at Papa John's
Nonchalant, watching as the positrons
Making up my cock in her
Twat form ionic bonds ('Bolic's gone)
Yeah I live the dream, lost in space
Making bitches scream like they're in
A scene with Norman Bates acting fly
Then they reach their boarding gate
In a seat across the way from
Richard Reed in Jordan 8's
Tour dates in London got 'em
Lining up an overseas chain
Like a pirate dungeon on the flying dutchman
You're not alive if you
Won't die for something
And your time is coming
My arrival marked your final judgement

Been running through these tunnels
Like the Taliban
Trying to find an escape route to
Take me out the promised land
A witchdoctor gave me some contraband and
Got me smoking boondocks with 2Pac's hologram
I give a fuck if I got a lot of fans
You're not to blame that your
Brain is not advanced
They new I'd be a big problem
Before I got to land

I was conjured by a shaman from a ganja plan
So, it's a family reunion when
The gets chronic's passed
Jesus he's the God among the common man
This is not a rant
It's the talk that made Ali chant
Never got a stance to these sense letters
Trust me, it doesn't get better but
Here's your consolation
Your head got severed by the best ever
A few words can cost you a few teeth

It's like this kid has been
Away for two weeks just
Waiting to draw dicks on your
Face while you sleep
You can tell I'm not sane
I get deeper than Captain Nemo on
A nautilus with Bob James
Smoking ounces, spitting hot flames
Taboo, now you know how to
Properly pronounce God's name