We've just landed Alright, send a search party out Don't, don't get caught up on this planet, man This humans are crazy Just don't even show 'em your microphones 'cause then you know what They wanna give you a record deal and then You end up dead, you know what I mean, it's like body snatchers But you know what We love hip hop Stop, please stop, please Okay here we go, chu chu, yeah Holdin' my raps Olden is golden and black Extollin' virtues o' rap With monkeys ridin' my back I see them fallin' Doin' commercials and ballin' I'm not a hater but she's closin' but she's closin' the gate we stall in Woke up in the early mornin' I heard a voice That showed me the things to come and told me I had a choice To build it Three hundred cubits by fifty cubits Drinkin' thinkin' I'm stupid but deep in my heart I knew it Money and fame, could lead to emcee murdah You think you can escape but you can't take it any further You call it writer's block but you stop 'cause the vine is empty Hip hop's not dead It's really the mind of the emcee Chorus It's all around me It's emcee murdah Though God has found me I thought I heard the Sound of a thousand angels It's the sound of danger Know myself but I'm still a stranger Emcee murdah, emcee murdah I be damned if I do And damned if I don't My soul won't Allow me to fake on the phone Rockin' the chrome Another seed gets sown anonymous I'm hailin' from parts that's unknown I look to the heavens above To spread love But emcees keep fakin' Hopin' to make the bacon Man is mistaken 'Cause who we are's not physical Very mystical with the mind non-typical but They want the cash flow They steady schemin' for the number one spot These emcees they won't last though I really feel somebody's watchin' me From the furthest star and tellin' us who we are In this universe You like a speck o' dust You can't expect to trust Man is livin' for the lust Everybody wants the eye in the sky To come and save us But maybe The planet itself will terminate us with the... Chorus (x2) Oh no no no