Elephant Apostle - Data Pagans Lyrics

Yo, these Data Pagans
Got a lotta hearts forsaken
Run his demons off a cliff
So he can bring home all the bacon
Taken to a futuristic African location
But I didn't have credentials
So you know I had to break in
People say
Ouens, that's a lot of noise you making
Hasten as they try to tune in to another station
Drop a little bit of shit
Just to rub your face in
Step into the congregation
And I leave their spirits shaken
On some James Bond shit
It's a lame, long trip
If your goal is just to one day sign your name on tits
These clowns are lame
It's a paraplegic circus
The density of Osmium embedded in my verses
That's a lot of shit you've written
Now what's the f*ckin purpose
Attach me to your spinal column
Hack your central nervous
Boiling in the underground
Bubble to the surface
Busting out my alchemy
Just to reverse all of your curses
You wouldn't catch me dead
Being chauffeured in your hearses
Elephant Apostle, man
At your f*ckin service