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Alright JT, Doctor Destruction's ship should be right ahead What the hell, what do you mean? I don't see it! Oh my god! Yeah, precisely. It's camoflauge You know I never really asked you this but what the fuck is up with your voice? I'm half-cyborg, nigga. Shut the fuck up Nigga, fuck you! Fuck it, can we just focus on the bounty at hand? Man, this shit better be worth the 20 million woolongs Fuckin' right it is, I can't wait to eat drink while eating lobster On the rings of Saturn Man, I can't wait to fuck a bitch for the first time Nah, man, I don't know about you man Have you seen my fa-, I'm an alien I mean I'm, I'm terrifying Man, let's just get this motherfucker, sheesh, Doctor Destruction What type of bitch ass name is that? This nigga out herе destroying time I could be spеnding with bitches Ayy, wait a second, Gordax. Is that another ship over there? Must be another bounty hunter What do you think? Should we take him out? Oh my god There's at least 50 other ships out there I don't know about you man, but I'm not splitting my bounty 50 ways Me neither Let's get this Doctor Destruction motherfucker Songtexte Uh, fly as Admiral Byrd, that's my word Flux capacitor in the dash, my pass is a blur She threw life at the speed of light, distractions occurred Little ratchet in the passenger seat, I'm trying not to swerve Shawty depressed, she said she want to leave Earth She left her man, long story, this nigga went bezerk Basically threatened the whole world, his lil' feelings was hurt So on and so forth, this that and the third, yo I kept my thoughts to my self, she kept rambling This is high-risk gambling interrupting my channeling I got passion but my time is for traveling Maybe I should take her back and stop this thing from unraveling I'm battling, thanks for being transparent Appreciate the insight, she said I'm just sharing Well that's apparent but the smoke is infinite And I ain't ducking Doctor Destruction, the bussin' is infinite More than the mirror mortal, dipping in and out of portals Sky dollar on my wrist, nigga better keep it cordial I'm on these Woolongs, what is you on If not that, I don't respect it, I'm Rick James on your futon Hundreds of punches, space and time continue on Nuances, my army will swarm them, it's nothing And did I mention, I multiply myself in all 12 dimensions What you see is an extension Aus Songtexte Mania