Yeah...    So much sound like dirt today  Turn on the radio and it make you thirst away  Like a dumb bitch lookin' for nerds today  Or like good food, dig in ya' purse to pay  Sometime it make me so sad like the worst of days  It's in the street makin' cats where the earth decays  Then I seen a little black boy with a shirt that say  Don't you miss the fucking classics like purple rain  You need something to cool you off  Man, my beat like a bitch because you and your car  It shine bright like the night and the moon and the stars  And I wake up and make more by noon tomorrow  Now, the critics ask will we be dumbing it down  Says N.E.R.D. is not coming around  What, sit and watch who you summin the sound  If I catch you when I see you I'm gunnin' it down  Because    I am the laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  Milky way master  (Times [x2])    What did you expect, it's the reemergence  Loosin ya neck, shorty get to jerkin'  You rockin with the best, and that's for certain  It's almost like your ears are now virgin  Ready fresh, wet for insertion  It's like your first time with insurgen  Except you're screwed you're locked, you're sippin syrup  Now mami, close your eyes  Like curtains  Look who coolin it off  We be tearin down show for the moon tomorrow  Stay in the future, what you think you they can rule tomorrow  That's like Larry Bird came and just schooled Jabaar  You should be happy, that should be news to ya'll  Like a little boy hearin no school tomorrow  That's the point, ain't no beatin or runnin around  Violate me when I see you, I'm gunnin it down    I am the laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  Milky way master  (Times [x2])    One more time, c'mon!    I am the laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  Milky way master  (Times [x2])    I am a product of flex  A product of clue  A product of Interscope  A product of you  A product of my parents, my little brother too  A product of cam  A product of ganoo  So the beat gotta be like stealth in dark  I mean, the beat gotta knock ya helmet off  Knock you crab ass niggas who's shells is soft  Show you're pussy and you only do well in talk  I kill pussy, kill beats, kill real word  I can't decide, am I Lucas or Spielberg  They pay a night to see me, a night to TV  cause I'm bright like the finger that lights on E.T.  In a flash a sonny went down  Didn't want to see it but you confrontin' it now  Draw your mind in the sand til you done in the ground  And if a nigga step across me I'm gunnin' it down  And tell em    I am the laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  (The laser gun carryin')  The laser gun carryin  Milky way master  (Times [x2])