Chorus One: Non-Phixion   Yeah yeah I shot Reagan, fuck a pagan   ate falafel with Menachem Begin   Who the fuck is Carl Sagan?   Chorus Two: Non-Phixion   I'm the space invader   Ill hieroglyphic translation navigator   Read your thoughts, make you think we chill   then I blast you later   [Sabac Red]   We burn the fuckin flag   I shot the Devil down like we in Baghdad   His wife's the hostage   Her bodyparts up in a grab bag   Now watch the gun blast, holdin your chest, marked for death   The President's been shot, somebody notify the press   It's all Reaganomics, welfare, weapons and drugs   The government is thugs, that's why the leader caught a slug   Handle your business, we're writin Yiddish on your wishlist   My mind's the sickest, deknowledged devils on my shitlist   [Necro]   Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, bring you the next shady election   then infected your mind was unprotected   You think me approachin you with a knife looks bad   It'll be worse, when I slice up your flesh it look all plaid   Keep the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook stabs   you in the brain, verbally you feel like you took tabs   The mental grave, one Jew buried under the dug plot   The walk-in drug spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?   Chorus One 2X   [Goretex]   Super secret surveillance assailants, Hebrews in Kansas   Wrap you up in bandage, mummified stitch weapons I brandish   Like trucks and bum, coffins airtight, mucus in vessels   Russian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken type   A +Deerhunter+, parts unknown, rockin the jeweled throne   like Solomon, I killed your congressman with two stones   Best in the fuckin country, Israeli camou' dressed bummy   Ghetto guerillas, religious cats be thinkin Muncie   My solar sect stretch throughout rocks like Stan Goetz   and my vestibule bang on my chest from bad sess   Come and challenge or battle, get skull-fucked, but don't be sore   God ultimately saves those whose motive is pure   ..   Chorus One 2X   [Ill Bill]   We Elohim, alien brain in my cranium   They locked me in a sanitarium, behind walls of titanium   Fifty-One forbidden classified spy Area   Doctors from Nigeria, Lebanon and Syria   South Bronx, I walk through epochs and airlocks   Disengagin doorways into time, breakin cellblock number 13   The Earth's seen the first gleam of life beyond humanoid existence   from light-year distances   I navigate rip the fabric of space in this race against time   Transmit a message backwards through the phone lines   Control minds with fairly common alien technocracy   We laugh at your misguided principals and prophecies   My species shapeshift, take on the form of an Earthling   If I fail to return back home, alert the King   Bring the reinforcements, program the telport coordinates   My spatial origin's the starting point begin your voyage   into mystery, strange universes, strange history   Yeah I shot your fuckin President, you know my steez!   Not Public Enemy, except we non-fiction, Non-Phixion   Positive and negative because the world's a contradiction   Chorus One   Chorus Two   Chorus One   Chorus Two