"Lazer Gun" lyrics

Yeah... so much sound like dirt today
Turn on the radio and it make you thirst away
Like a dumb bitch lookin' for nerds today
Or like good food, dig in ya' purse to pay
Sometime it make me so sad, like the worst of days
This industry makin' cash while the Earth decay
Then I seen a little black boy with a shirt, that say
"Don't you miss the fuckin' classics like Purple Rain?
You need something to cool you off
Man, my beat like a bitch, 'cause you in your car
It shine bright like the night and the moon and the stars
And I wake up and make more by noon tomorrow
Now, the critics ask, will we be dumbing it down?
Says "N*E*R*D is not coming around"
What? Sit and watch you use some of the sound?
If I catch you, when I see you, I'm gunnin' it down (Yo...)
Because

I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

C'mon... I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (Yeah, the laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

What'd you expect? It's the reemergence
Loosen ya neck, shorty, get to jerkin'
You rockin' with the best, and that's for certain
It's almost like your ears are now virgin
Ready, fresh, wet for insertion
It's like your first time with In Search in
Except it screws you like you're sippin' syrup in
Now, mami, close your eyes like curtains
Hmm... no crew cooler than ours
We be tearin' down shows from the Moon to Mars
They ain't your future, what, you think they could rule tomorrow?
That's like Larry Bird comin' to school Jabbar
You should be happy, that should be news to ya'll
Like a little boy hearin' "No school tomorrow"
That's the point, ain't no beatin' or runnin' around
Violate me, when I see you, I'm gunnin' it down

Yo... I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

C'mon... I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (Yeah, the laser-gun-carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

One more time, c'mon!

I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (Yeah, the laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

I am a product of Flex
A product of Clue
A product of Interscope
A product of you
A product of my parents, my little brother too
A product of Cam
A product of Gnu

So the beat gotta be like stealthin' Darth
I mean, the beat gotta knock ya helmet off
Knock you crab ass niggas who's shells are soft
Show your pussy and you only do well at talk
I kill pussy, kill beats, kill real word
I can't decide, am I Lucas or Spielberg?
They pay at night to see me ignite the TV
'Cause I'm bright like the finger that lights on E.T.
(Bling) In a flash, your sun, it went down
Didn't want to see it, but you confrontin' it now
Draw your line in the sand, 'til you done, in the ground
And if a nigga step 'cross, thinkin' gunnin' it down
And tell 'em

I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master

C'mon... I am the laser-gun-carryin' (The laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' (Yeah, the laser gun carryin')
The laser-gun-carryin' Milky-Way master