Deep (They're All Gonna Laugh at You!)

[Intro] TALK TO THE BOMB, TEACH IT PHENOMENOLOGY [Hook] They're all gonna laugh at you (x2) (Teach it phenomenology) [Verse 1] Yea bitch, I'll bump your shit When I'm laid out and candlelit Can't handle it? Disarm 'em then harm 'em I dismantle it Got 'em like -- "It's a new life for me, I'm ready to start over" -- Dosing, can't fight the notion Of your frozen memory, PTSD Your thoughts are too deep You can't sleep Smoking on that fucking piss weed Get with it, Philip Dick shit, the wickedest Can't make it? don't fake it Bitch watch it, before I break it (You got a) Tendency to dependency You blind fool, better ease up on the Hennessy, or else -- (They're all gonna laugh at you) But don't feel iffy bout the spliffy because -- (They're all gonna laugh at you) I'm buzzed So talk to the bomb, teach it phenomenology, even though -- (They're all gonna laugh at you) Fuck 'em, let that prophet speak the prophecy It's too deep for ya'll Your house built of straw My drawl make walls fall, bitch [Hook] Smoke so much weed when I leave they gotta fumigate Ruminating over what the Buttress illuminating To hate ya' is just human nature I'll waste ya' Exit the matrix, ya' fake bitch You know you betrayed us Can't hide, it's the Buttress The toughest, spit the roughest poems As my dome speak Why you staring in disbelief? Your art's weak Buttress make you cry and leave critique Bitch I'm messing with your abstract expression Don't speak, learn a lesson Rule number 1 -- don't sleep Or never again peep the sun Trust me ya' doubting Thomas It's gonna be real trippy I promise Don't have a bitch fit, jump on my witch stick My rap game mad infective Because I seek perspective like a fucking detective [Hook]