Non Phixion - I Shot Reagan Lyrics
Chorus One: Non-PhixionYeah yeah I shot Reagan, ***** a paganate falafel with Menachem BeginWho the ***** is Carl Sagan?Chorus Two: Non-PhixionI'm the space invaderIll hieroglyphic translation navigatorRead your thoughts, make you think we chillthen I blast you later[Sabac Red]We burn the *****in flagI shot the Devil down like we in BaghdadHis wife's the hostageHer bodyparts up in a grab bagNow watch the gun blast, holdin your chest, marked for deathThe President's been shot, somebody notify the pressIt's all Reaganomics, welfare, weapons and drugsThe government is thugs, that's why the leader caught a slugHandle your business, we're writin Yiddish on your wishlistMy mind's the sickest, deknowledged devils on my shitlist[Necro]Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, bring you the next shady electionthen infected your mind was unprotectedYou think me approachin you with a knife looks badIt'll be worse, when I slice up your flesh it look all plaidKeep the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook stabsyou in the brain, verbally you feel like you dog taggedThe mental grave, one Jew buried under the dug plotThe walk-in drug spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?Chorus One 2X[Goretex]Super secret surveillance assailants, Hebrews in KansasWrap you up in bandage, mummified stitch weapons I brandishLike trucks and bum, coffins airtight, mucus in vesselsRussian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken typeA +Deerhunter+, parts unknown, rockin the jeweled thronelike Solomon, I killed your congressman with two stonesBest in the *****in country, Israeli camou' dressed bummyGhetto guerillas, religious cats be thinkin MuncieMy solar sect stretch throughout rocks like Stan Goetzand my vestibule bang on my chest from bad sessCome and challenge or battle, get skull-*****ed, but don't be soreGod ultimately saves those whose motive is pure..Chorus One 2X[Ill Bill]We Elohim, alien brain in my craniumThey locked me in a sanitarium, behind walls of titaniumFifty-One forbidden classified spy AreaDoctors from Nigeria, Lebanon interiorSouth Bronx, I walk through epochs and airlocksDisengagin doorways into time, breakin cellblock number 13The Earth scene, reverse gleam, a life beyond, humanoid existencefrom light-year distancesI navigate rip the fabric of space in this race against timeTransmit a message backwards through the phone linesControl minds with fairly common alien technocracyWe laugh at your misguided principals and propheciesMy species shapeshift, take on the form of an EarthlingIf I fail to return back home, alert the KingBring the reinforcements, program the telport coordinatesMy spatial origin's the starting point begin your voyageinto mystery, strange universes, strange historyYeah I shot your *****in President, you know my steez!Not Public Enemy, except we non-fiction, Non-PhixionPositive and negative because the world's a contradictionChorus OneChorus TwoChorus OneChorus Two
