Chorus One: Non-Phixion
  
  Yeah yeah I shot Reagan, fuck a pagan
  ate falafel with Menachem Begin
  Who the fuck is Carl Sagan?
  
  Chorus Two: Non-Phixion
  
  I'm the space invader
  Ill hieroglyphic translation navigator
  Read your thoughts, make you think we chill
  then I blast you later
  
  We burn the fuckin flag
  I shot the Devil down like we in Baghdad
  His wife's the hostage
  Her bodyparts up in a grab bag
  Now watch the gun blast, holdin your chest, marked for death
  The President's been shot, somebody notify the press
  It's all Reaganomics, welfare, weapons and drugs
  The government is thugs, that's why the leader caught a slug
  Handle your business, ? the writing get us on your wishlist
  My mind's the sickest, ? Devils on my shitlist
  
  Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, bring you the next shady election
  then infected your mind was unprotected
  You think me approachin you with a knife looks bad
  It'll be worse, when I slice up your flesh it look all plaid
  Keep the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook stabs
  you in the brain, verbally you feel like you dog tagged
  The mental grave, with you buried under the dug plot
  The walk-in drug spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?
  
  Chorus One 2X
  
  [Non-Phixion]
  Super secret surveillance assailants, Hebrews in Kansas
  Wrap you up in bandage, mummified stitch weapons I brandish
  Like ??, coffins airtight, mucus in vessels
  Russian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken type
  ?? to parts unknown, rockin the jewel throne
  like Solomon, I killed your congressman with two stones
  Best in the fuckin country, Israeli camou' dressed bummy
  Ghetto guerillas, religious cats be thinkin Muncie
  My solar sect stretch throughout rocks like Stan Goetz
  and my vestibule bang on my chest from bad sess
  Go and challenge or battle, get skull-fucked, but don't be sore
  God ultimately saves those whose motive is pure
  
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  Chorus One 2X
  
  [Non-Phixion]
  We Elohim, alien reign in my cranium
  They locked me in a sanitarium, behind walls of titanium
  Fifty-One forbidden classified spy Area
  Doctors from Nigeria, Lebanon interior
  South Bronx, I walk through epochs and airlocks
  Disengagin doorways into time, breakin cellblock number 13
  The Earth scene, reverse gleam, a life beyond, humanoid existence
  from light-year distances
  I navigate rip the fabric of space in this race against time
  Transmit a message backwards through the phone lines
  Control minds with fairly common alien technocracy
  We laugh at your misguided principals and prophecies
  My species shapeshift, take on the form of an Earthling
  If I fail to return back home, alert the King
  Bring the reinforcements, program the telport coordinates
  My spatial origin's the starting point begin your voyage
  into mystery, strange universes, strange history
  Yeah I shot your fuckin President, you know my steez!
  Not Public Enemy, except we non-fiction, Non-Phixion
  Positive and negative because the world's a contradiction
  
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