[Intro]
Right channel, and left channel
Yeah!
Ah-hah!
Ah-ha, ha ha, hah!
Startin' firm...
[Verse 1]
Welcome to a whole universe
Verbally rehearsed, verbally delivered
Give or take a given to your worst, done
Two to one, one to ninety nine
Fine by me, rhapsody free run, upwind
Rhyme fine
Mind the bit when the rhythm back bends
Settering your differences
Hold the phone again
Now and then
Little bit [?]
How can you begin with this?
You're cutting out the esses because you can’t handle sibilance
It's commonly uncommon? Seriously? Who'da guessed?
I’m kinda mostly sorta vaguely very superbest
I’m an underwritten
Undersigned undersized
Side character inside my own byline
My life story
It’s a given, being in this case
Intermittently materially, wasted
Paced by an editor who may have done
Only what his friends would do
Surrealistically ethereal, unethical, it’s true
Are you sure of what you’re hearing?
Music’s as alive as you
It has a life and a rhythm and
An evolution, through
Which it grows and changes
Think about it
How do you know that music’s not hearing you?
Take a look at the painting
Where does the frame start?
Where’s the canvas end?
Can you take the two apart?
Cut back
Restart
I’m a double dutch jam inside of your soul and heart
A perspecascious perp
Perpetraiting words
Mashing language into syrup
Sublimate it into a flu bird
A hundred and fifty
Seventy nine percent pure
If words are a disease
Then rhythm is the cure
[Pre-Hook]
One, take a memory you like
Two, remove all the fun
Three, replace it with fire
And it all adds to one
[Hook]
Bang bang bang! This is my universal
Bang bang bang! This is my life
Bang bang bang! I’m up in the air
Bang bang bang! I’m under the knife
[Pre-Hook]
One, take a memory you like
Two, remove all the fun
Three, replace it with fire
And it all adds to one
[Hook]
Bang bang bang! This is my universal
Bang bang bang! This is my life
Bang bang bang! I’m up in the air
Bang bang bang! I’m under the knife
[Pre-Pre-Verse 2]
Up down, go
[Pre-Verse 2]
And this part is the second verse of the song
It goes like this, okay? Okay
[Verse 2]
I’m not as strict about the meanings
Betweening me and you as you
It’s a mystery we can leave for someone else to do
Like a someone, panting on the street, begging for food
I mean, come on! The dude clearly wishes he was Scooby doo!
Who are you? Where are we, believe that we meet cuteishly
Brutishly, cassius, over it, take a hit
Passed up, upper brassed, polished and dumped
Left in a bin, pressed together
Made a perfect cube, buy it, shits fresh
Threshold being reached of what is unimpeachably
Unreachable, a peach daiquiri in a beach home
A dance party built to be done in one go
Hung low, so low he could not limbo
But his hair was long enough that he could braid though
I’m rapping in my underwear
Fun to wear, you can stare
Do they hide my thunder adequately?
Emphatically, I must say
All day every day
Hey hey
I’m starting to run out of lyrics
This verse can’t end prematurely
Can you even hear me?
I’m falling out of my element
[Pre-Hook]
One, take a memory you like
Two, remove all the fun
Three, replace it with fire
And it all adds to one
[Hook]
Bang bang bang! This is my universal
Bang bang bang! This is my life
Bang bang bang! I’m up in the air
Bang bang bang! I’m under the knife
[Pre-Hook]
One, take a memory you like
Two, remove all the fun
Three, replace it with fire
And it all adds to one
[Hook]
Bang bang bang! This is my universal
Bang bang bang! This is my life
Bang bang bang! I’m up in the air
Bang bang bang! I’m under the knife
[Outro]
Oh, done
