Eyedea, Abilities, Carnage The Executioner - Star Destroyer lyrics

Just mail me your titles now
And save the public embarrassment
You never even battled how the
Fuck are you arrogant?
No wonder why you're screamin' to the night
It seems like no one's listening
Cause you're just one tiny beam of
Light in this whole solar system
Your creation is a fallacy to rap
Didn't calculate your mass before
Your galaxy collapsed
Comin' harder for ya some heartless voyager
Star destroyin' soldiers
Killin' constellations
Bringin' realness back
Yeah, you motherfuckers can't apologize
On the tables or the mic
You choose how you die
I never came across a rapper
That I'm scared of
Cause ain't an emcee in this
Universe I can't tear up
I'm really iller than anybody
Buddy I'll bloody your body
Your cruddy thoughts are probably as
Soft as silly puddy
I'm in a different dimension when
Rockin' a drum beat
Not even a star's gravitational
Pull can touch me
And that goes for you and whoever
You stand in space with man you're wasted
Light years behind the standard basics
Face it you ain't shit in this game
End your career the way it started
With a Big Bang
(Never no super star, I'm more like a planet)

E: "That's that new Star Destroyer cut
I was tellin' you about"
C: "Dude dude, this shit
Is tight, dude, this
Hey this beat is dope yo
You gonna lemme spit some shit?" e: "yeah"
C: "I got some shit that would
Go with that one verse?"
E: "That one I heard of right?"
C: "yeah right here it's this one right here"

Yo, cease with the star gazin'
It's the two baddest who bring
Meteoric numbers of crews ravaged
Talent, we do have it
But ya'll gaseous whitish blue masses? NO
Only pew bastards who's asses exude gasses
Unstellar your true status
You faggots, get it straight
Dead is the only way you featherweights
May get chances to levitate
Towards heaven's gates
Stop buggin', how can the sky be the limit?
When orbitting scrotum and jock rubbin'
Crotch tuggin', strokin' and cock huggin'
Over me you got nothin'
Decipher distance and spot rushin
Shot solar hot pluggin
With us you are not fuckin

That's obvious, stay in a state of disarray
While we color the cosmos with creations
They could only wish to make

We trooper soldiers
Time it takes you bitter Cub Scouts
To figure us out will make the Sun
Supernova and Big Dipper rust out

Get the fuck out your
Fanatical state of fantasy
Ain't no accident we saturate
Your world with tragedy

Outerspace, your doom zone
Comet's tail chok ya' yolk broke ya
Metaphysical footprints near your
Milky Way tombstone

You've shown nothin but reason for us
To destruct your feeble productions
Leader's leavin' elitist medias crushed in

Boldly go where no man has gone before
Unkillable horde of syllable lords
Born breech bearing balls bigger than body
For bodying of bitch boys
Best ever earth and birth
Bound to umbilical chords
Told we flow how no clan has flowed and more
Bad bro, intergallactic abomination
Comp debasin' monster waitin' to stomp ya
Face in upon confrontation
Fatso with mad flow E&A track slow collabo
Attack mode blackhole
Chomp ya statement swallow
Entire constellation