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phatt nuttz - messages from the mothership lyrics

intro:
i made this beat!
(oh sh+t, i’m gettin’ abducted!)

verse 1:
i been thinkin’ and wonderin’
that god has pulled out the rug from under me
i just, don’t got the time to
write anymore rhymes i just can’t seem to
find the thyme
for my pasta f+gioli
f+ck
where’s the time like
lookin’ at the clock it’s
half past midnight and i can’t find the thyme
my pots boilin’ and bubblin’
roilin’ and doublin’
like i’m out here in dublin
ireland grabbin’ a pint
but i just
can’t seem to find the thyme
it’s spillin’ onto the stove and my pile of clove is
gettin’ soggy and floppy and i’m gettin’ groggy and noddin’ my head i just can’t seem to find the thyme
my house is burnin’ down
f+ck
burnin’ straight down to the ground
and i just can’t seem to find the thyme
the firefighters showed up
not very on time
and they can’t help me find my thyme
it’s all burnt up
i’m homeless
verse 2:
wanderin’ these streets tryin’ find the thyme, and i just can’t find the time to find my thyme
‘cuz i’m homeless
why has god forsaken me?
he’s left me
i’m makin’ mistakes and
runnin’ away from my life i’ve left
behind all the good times
i had
where did the thyme go
k!llin’ these hoes out of my van
man where did all the good times go
strugglin’ to eat and sleep out on these streets
i’m lookin’ up to the stars wonderin’
what’s beyond that glassy veil
my hands are pale
and i’m a male
my words are gale
force
and nailed to me like jesus on the cross
man where did the time go
i’m nuttin’ in these m&m’s

verse 3:
got my momma thinkin’ i’m a troubled kid
but momma i ain’t troubled, no
i’m just thinkin’ about how the government is hidin’ the secrets of aliens from us
got us thinkin’ we’re alone in this universe
when there are signs from the heavens above
that there is life out there in the stars
we’re seein’ it daily these videos of alien babies
runnin’ amok in our towns and causin’ havoc
and throwin’ it down they’re shootin’ death rays at children
makin’ a k!llin’ k!llin’ our children bruh
f+ck
it ain’t goin’ so well
my time’s runnin’ out
and my message to the devout
is bein’ burnt out
listen to me now
i’m speakin’ the truth
whatever you do don’t stop believin’
f+ck
where’s my thyme
i need to finish my pasta f+gioli
it’s all burnt
f+ck
where did the thyme go
time to write anotha’ song
niminim out
peace
outro:
oh sh+t, the rapture!

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