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skip dover - project blue beam lyrics

yo
i told my shrink “i need henny bottles and loud to think”
think i’m being followed, i’ll only allow an owl blink
it’s not a wink, you’re on the brink of getting found extinct
like, how’d you drown in that 20,000 gallon tank?
my sound’s distinct like the growl or meow of a lynx
i’m on the prowl in greece, can’t even pr+nounce the drinks
i think i got this down, i’m workin out the kinks
until they hit us with a flood that could drown a sphinx
different topics, different time zone, i’m in the tropics
with my caribbean goddess
she’s swimming with the dolphins
giving her d+ck until the b+tch’s unconscious
broke the glitch, flipped the optics
then i ripped my pockets, obnoxious
noxious gasses give her hot flashes
cornered the market
now i’m laughing as your stock crashes, plummets
sky dives to sum it up, i’m at the top top, past the summit
miles high, remain calm, palming comets

blue beam, they’re about to fake an invasion
all you’ll hear is static on the radio station
i watch the sunrise from a shady location
i might drop this in vinyl so it stays in rotation, yeah
blue beam, your news screen’s saying to panic
dramatic, y’all frantic, i’m laid up in a hammock
remain calm because what happens happens
can’t stop god’s plan, he planned it
use it to your advantage
but who am i? just an alien in a human suit?
walk around with drums and i’m mute
i’m in the blue man group
these new recruits’ a group of fruits, i flew the coop
their cap don’t even get removed to salute the troops
they bite my style and the hand that feeds
my right arm’s covered in bite marks
i fist+fought great white sharks
meanwhile, i’m on land dodging the pythons
sometimes it’s gotta get dark to keep the lights on
make way, the philosophical philanthropist
you need a pill to pop or two to handle this damage
but still what’s stopping you? just bandage it
i brandish this glock and shoot through the mannequins
with the same hand i slander propaganda with
without a trace, ain’t no better time or place
to make it so your momma can’t identify your face
last week i sold 700 8th’s
i’ve been eating off these plates
i’m planning my escape, hope i’m not too late

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