Swifty McVay Of D12

Young Sin - Champion (Prod by Stroker)

Wednesday After Next

Babylon Burning (feat. Jitta On The Track)

Don't be a down syndrome sheep wearin' a face diaper. Free Download. ODD TV featuring Steve Grant for Never Sleep Again Part III: The Final Chapter.

O.D.D TV - Right 2 Remain Ignorant (Feat Steve Grant)

#hiphop #faded #smoke #chillsongs #chillvibe 

Cope ft. RoadkillWolf

Mobsters & Monsters

You'll Never Do Me In

Clash Of The Titans By Krayzie Bone

Super Beast

Problem Child

Nostradamus

Scattered

The Beast

This song appears on #REVOLUTION the new project from DISL Automatic, which is NOW available to download/stream on ALL major platforms. ALL the links, including a FREE download link, are available exclusively at http://GetBIGonEm.com

DISL Automatic - This Is A Diss (Prod. By VeCity)

Life on the ball, fantastic we don’t fall, amazing how the sun can shine so high. Life on the ball, gravity explains it all, be thankful that the moon remains in your sky.

You don’t have to be three standard deviations higher than the average Asian to see someone’s pissing down your leg and telling you it’s raining. Who’s your teacher? I’ll step in the class and touch ‘em. Lessons to smash and crush ‘em. Weapons of mass destruction. Itching to gas and flush ‘em. I know you know my motto. Nothing precedes my duty. They call me Obligato. They think the house is holy. Its incommunicado. They’re full of guacamole. I’ll crush the avocados. Call me the virtuoso, now that means aficionado, master of the Stratocaster, wizard with a pizzicato. Luciferian foolishness is what you follow, believing you’re on a ball you have all knelt down to swallow. Fuck all your bravado. If you’re dissing mister Dubay you’re dead or your head’s just hollow. I used to marvel at your little blue marble but now it’s impossible to countenance your global model.

Yo, Dubay’s back to blast tracks and to ask you questions, final mass class, the last flat pastor’s pending, first class broken glass globe package sending with a message to the Jews that your reign is ending. Like Payday said, Warriors are gatherin’, so here’s a smatterin’ of what your stupid fucking sheeple ass should be askin’ NASA: why the race with RASA? How’d you get there faster? Where’s the original tapes and telemetry data? You said you lost it, but what’s the cost? And you spent billions of our dollars turning us all into ballers, now take the fall and while you’re stallin’ ponder who you Jews and Masons gonna call when the ball is burnin’? When the world ain’t turning and the people learnin’ that it was you that lied to us told us we were moving. My mission’s coming to fruition, I don’t envy you dude, the end is coming so soon, your blue moon is through.

Now tell me why do seemingly logical men behave hostile when you question the orthodoxical nature of their gospel? And present several obstacles that render it impossible to reconcile the assertions they read in periodicals. The masses can’t stop screaming with emphatic passion. They have been inculcated in a dogmatic fashion. They do not know the extent to which NASA’s lyin’. They can’t wrap their curved mind around the flat horizon. It isn’t that surprising when they feel they’ve got a license to utter utter fallacies like Neil DeGrasse Tyson. Saying the Earth is pear-shaped, what you free-basin’? You are just an actor clown front-man Freemason, tilting your Earth 23.4 degrees leaving you with 66.6 now you’re on your knees fellating these demons, see Satan has stolen your power at 66,600 miles an hour.

The Flat Earth Movement

Life On The Ball

Under Bad Influence

The Good Guy

Hypothesis is a flat Earth themed rap track off Seth Davis and Eric Dubay's upcoming album

Lyrics:  Lyrics:  Ohhh, how'd you figure that out?  Traveled there, measured it, touched it, no doubt.  No really I believe you, anything you say, 'cause I'm just as damn gullible as everyone you play.  See, NASA gets paid 50 million bucks a day, so they'll fill you full of black holes till they turn grey.  Just a little CGI and script full of lies, now I'm fuckin' Bill Nye, the super pseudo-science guy.  Yeah, Bill, bill, bill, bill, bill, this guy's a damn genius, give him a kid's show, let him spout what he pleases.  Black hole skin cream makes you seem younger, bought that shit wholesale like a monger.  Slows down time in your mind while you're using it, cosmic placebo effect for the ludicrous.  The trick is to speak with authority and confidence even though it's really all assumption and hypothesis.

It's such a fuckin' joke the lies you will repeat,
when everything you believe is someone else's preconceived,
ideas spoon-fed to them the same way they told you
see in time the lies sold begin to mold you
galaxies, planets, stardust and a big bang
where humanity is little more than a microscopic shit stain
a biological accident in a cosmological farce
movin' four different speeds, spinnin' off through the stars
hard to see the truth when you're caught up in the lie
deceivin' yourself every single time you look up at the sky
scientism is the religion of the atheists
dinosaurs, neanderthals, a billion lies they chase and it's
the people who suffer, under the delusions of others
but as we've seen the populace can recover my brother
one day our people will recognize the preposterous
and stop a whole religion built upon naught but hypothesis.

Problem Child

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