Conspiracy Theories w/ out Mel Gibson

[Verse 1] I'm just a ghost of my former self Formin' a non-formidable more bionicle toxin of mental health Was never born into wealth I jumped out of my mother with two horns stickin' outta myself, God is in the details Relay my message now from what planet he hails It pales in comparison to mix with the fuckin' beat Like Wookies and Harrison did it, rookie be handlin' his business Rottin' your fuckin' brain like the box that you're starin' in The unescapable, unexplainable, band-unbreakable, unmistakable Scent of hatred stuffed up in my nasal Breathe it in and leave it in, let it soak in these heathens And these demons could really use a good ass reamin' So I give it to 'em, spit it to 'em Apocalyptic visions of cities in ruin I'm doing whatever it takes for the sake of argument Show you that the target's us While you lay on your back begging to fuck [Hook] Now ha ha ha ha Laugh if you want to Just when you think you're safe Uh-Oh, they got you All the other sheep are dead Who you gonna flock to? Get in line motherfucker before they pop you [Sample] *The CIA plants the chip inside your body from a needle that they stuck you with at a crowded party. How would you know it, there were so many people around? I know it sounds crazy, trust me, believe it.* [Verse 2] I been all over this Earth to search for somethin' And since birth I been cursed to disperse the substance And accusations, relations and it cause hesitations My blood pressure rise like the state of inflation I'm pacin' two steps, turn around fast But I'm one step to late, sand in the hour glass I'm standin' here like an asshole and wastin' my chance While I live here in this black hole, see it at a glance You'll miss it, guaranteed, you'll never get it Let it eat away at your skin, ooh God bless it My vision stays hidden like telephone women I give it everything I got and I'm so tired of living Get 'em wild and I feel it's my duty to tell the truth And I'm sorry that all I got is warnings and no proof And I know that none of you believe my conspiracy theories I say 'em loud but nobody hears me [Hook] [Sample] *The FBI will make certain to know your whereabouts and all your contacts. Barely scattered high-rolling gangsters.. you're sadly mistaken, it's all of us, believe me.* [Verse 3] It's like the Brains in DC, man of police Somebody stuck HR, now the man is crazy Maybe it just helps to have an explanation for myself I shake in public on me the eyes I felt 'em On my back like Eastpaks, watchin' over my actions I can live with that But the inside of my brain, fuck I can't have that They couldn't possibly understand the thoughts of a simple man Who's a simpleton, got a simple plan from a simple fam Well damn, this is higher-ups That touch what doesn't belong to 'em, I'm on to 'em Paranoid? Yes Anxious, always The moment is upon us cause they slippin' in they old age No matter who run up on us we run it right back at them We attack 'em with the cyber fiber-optics psychotic Chronic induced spasms Yeah I have 'em, I punch and I jab and I grab at 'em [Hook] Conspiracy theories without Mel Gibson Conspiracy theories without Mel Gibson