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Approximately fifty years ago
Under the direction of President Harry Truman
And in the interest of maximum security
A group of twelve top military scientific personnel were established

This group?s primary objective
Was to desensitize us to the truth
And to suppress the material evidence that our planet is being visited
By a group of extraterrestrial biological entities called The Grays

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Yo, sometimes the road to the truth is
So elusive it?s confusin' and reality becomes illusion
If I showed the masses where we was at or where we was goin'
I?d shatter the social balance of the world as we know it

I?m talkin' 'bout the grand deception of nineteen forty-seven
When our souls were sold to the heavens
For technologically advanced weapons
Crystal enhanced, brain implants and mind control methods

MJ-12 is not majestic
In the focal point of our promise on this planet is not domestic
You can accept it or be stupid and be a skeptic
Or fail to recognize the secret society?s death wish

Ninety-seven percent of our presidents were masons
Responsible for launderin' trillions of dollars from the nation
For the construction of underground military installations
Abductions and coward mutilations

Experiments on human patients
Can take place in several subterranean bases
A hundred and fifty stories below a basement
With knowledge of genetic information

You need to fear science not Satan
'Cause through the manipulation of certain biological agents
They create strange creations
Top secret special operations, low frequency sounds and lasers

People like Carl Sagan that didn't believe in the drake equation
We?re tryin' to keep western civilization on the need-to-know basis
Well, you need to know that this is a game
And we being betrayed and played in the worst way

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Yo the Holy Scripts from Genesis 126 says
Let us make man in our image under our likeness
First of all who's they?
You see if God was truly a single entity that's not what He would say

We as the Elohim, gods and goddesses
Possess a marvelous remonsterous sub conscience
Lifeforms that speak in very high pitched sounds and squeaks
Shorts likhado clicks and beeps, a highly advanced form of speech

Even though to us it seems like they only chatterin' they teeth
They used to swim deep in the oceans beneath
Till they fins transformed into limbs and they started to creep

Then they evolved into mammals with feet
And walked right from the shorelines onto the beach
They used gravity, 'cuz this actually the only force around
They could slow time and the speed of light down

The energy grid network open the gateway from Earth
To any point in the universe
Livin' organisms and various
Geomagnetic gravitational, anomaly areas

Space expedition teams in the lunar regions
Reported seeing disopyramides and tetrahedrons
Liquid filled shoes is what they used
To walk across the moon without leavin' a clue

Of where they been for the past twenty-three billion years
Before life on the surface even appeared
I hope you become aware what I'm spittin' in ya ear
Was intended to stimulate your left brains hemisphere

I know it sounds weird
All these mothafuckin' answers to questions to the grand deception

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Approximately fifty years ago   Under the direction of President Harry Truman   And in the interest of maximum security   A group of twelve top military scientific personnel were established      This group?s primary objective   Was to desensitize us to the truth   And to suppress the material evidence that our planet is being visited   By a group of extraterrestrial biological entities called The Grays      Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero      Yo, sometimes the road to the truth is   So elusive it?s confusin' and reality becomes illusion   If I showed the masses where we was at or where we was goin'   I?d shatter the social balance of the world as we know it      I?m talkin' 'bout the grand deception of nineteen forty-seven   When our souls were sold to the heavens   For technologically advanced weapons   Crystal enhanced, brain implants and mind control methods      MJ-12 is not majestic   In the focal point of our promise on this planet is not domestic   You can accept it or be stupid and be a skeptic   Or fail to recognize the secret society?s death wish      Ninety-seven percent of our presidents were masons   Responsible for launderin' trillions of dollars from the nation   For the construction of underground military installations   Abductions and coward mutilations      Experiments on human patients   Can take place in several subterranean bases   A hundred and fifty stories below a basement   With knowledge of genetic information      You need to fear science not Satan   'Cause through the manipulation of certain biological agents   They create strange creations   Top secret special operations, low frequency sounds and lasers      People like Carl Sagan that didn't believe in the drake equation   We?re tryin' to keep western civilization on the need-to-know basis   Well, you need to know that this is a game   And we being betrayed and played in the worst way      Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero      Yo the Holy Scripts from Genesis 126 says   Let us make man in our image under our likeness   First of all who's they?   You see if God was truly a single entity that's not what He would say      We as the Elohim, gods and goddesses   Possess a marvelous remonsterous sub conscience   Lifeforms that speak in very high pitched sounds and squeaks   Shorts likhado clicks and beeps, a highly advanced form of speech      Even though to us it seems like they only chatterin' they teeth   They used to swim deep in the oceans beneath   Till they fins transformed into limbs and they started to creep      Then they evolved into mammals with feet   And walked right from the shorelines onto the beach   They used gravity, 'cuz this actually the only force around   They could slow time and the speed of light down      The energy grid network open the gateway from Earth   To any point in the universe   Livin' organisms and various   Geomagnetic gravitational, anomaly areas      Space expedition teams in the lunar regions   Reported seeing disopyramides and tetrahedrons   Liquid filled shoes is what they used   To walk across the moon without leavin' a clue      Of where they been for the past twenty-three billion years   Before life on the surface even appeared   I hope you become aware what I'm spittin' in ya ear   Was intended to stimulate your left brains hemisphere      I know it sounds weird   All these mothafuckin' answers to questions to the grand deception      Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero      Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero   Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero