#GU After-Party

[Verse 1] My lyrics describe the physics of the next time Yo The collisions are even measured in electron volts See You’re trying convince me to find some some Jehovah Me I’m trying to find the same god as Spinoza Most of the universe, hydrogen and helium Galaxies in the billions, traces of beryllium Inhospitable to most life that we experience That’s why we use loose the terms eternity and infinite But really everything experienced is finite I got the got the jaws of life ready to pry open your mind like ...start at tiny large numbers A couple 1,000,000,000,000 Another zero you can stack at the end Each one represents another factor of ten Grow it ...fractals is where the mathematics begin Have to explain in dimensions below the one that you’re in And show it This is grossness, fecal matter over dosage Soakage ...every emcee is a poet But not every rapper emcees and you know it Ill believe in miracles When I see a mainstream rapper perform a lyrical, without looking pitiful I spit it uber-stupid With less viscosity than super-fluids Zero friction between me and the music ...people say “the words you use are too long for us” Scientists say the words I use aren't long enough [Verse 2] Peace to all the emcees that’s using the brain We flow the same way like longitudinal waves My quantum state “dead and alive at the same time” Rhyme on the bass line violates space-time And causality Here’s something baffling There’s a galaxy for every star in our galaxy …I bet you didn't catch it For the really big books, I’ll go under the mattress ...we put the gods of yesterday in their respective place You’re no closer to eternity then you were yesterday ...you just get fly, I've been known to levitate My crew is like individual quarks we don’t separate Knock on my door to debate Your leave with three CDs that’ll probably end up changing your faith Its Greydon No your god didn't send you to come here to save him That was your church, they need some more people to pay them With hell, love gets lost in the message I’ll send you back to church with more questions than you left with In a second At my steps talking about salvation I need saving like you need Carl Sagan While you have no idea who that you facing The only rap played inside the space station Amazing Exploration our faith, beware of the rituals I’m of the senior staff, your red shirt expendable You would take the away mission point man position Listen! but you won’t, so you’ll get it Right before the scroll of the credits Down the rabbit hole past the quantum foam we jetted [Outro] Let me hear you say Grand Unified! Say Grand Unified! Say Grand Unified! Now Scream! Let me hear you say Hip Hop lives! Say Hip hop lives! Say hip hop lives! Hip hop lives