I Am Galaktus

[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna & etze]

I am Galaktus
Funky as I oughta be
Funky as St. Matthew’s Peace Park disorderlies
Wielding my Power Cosmic
Splashing these ill biscuits
Ducking cops like “Niggas, mind your businesses!”
The mega negro
Doors open for the worshipping all day
While I’m chilling back and I parlay
Niggas know the deal thus far
I’m the craziest
You’ll never find another like me
Amongst the aliens
Even if you did work with Captain Kirk or
Dr. Reed Richards, I’m just too berzerk
On the real
I ain’t pushing no whip
I’ve got the Worldship
Travelling invisible
Mic is in my thumb grip
Rocking beats like this, you couldn’t handle it
Solid as grid iron
Watch me dismantle it
Green Bruce Banner shit
Gamma ray insanity
Imagine it
Rappers get scared stiff, inanimate
I’m blazing ’em
Watch the rhyme style spark uranium
To blow up the spot
And leave braincells raining
I got the ill umbrella
You got the hoodie or the newspaper
That’s probably why you’re such a hater
My pockets stay fat
Interstellar money king
ATM machines fall back when I do my thing
Chicken-heads try and flex
They’re getting zapped
With my 20 footer
And then flipped like a booger

Feel the presence of the god-like black figure
Black comic, black suit
Black Schwarzenegger
Walking through the terrain
Like Marshmallow Man
Stepping on churches
Devastating Legolands
Urinating on gods
Peep the heresy
He must have been on dust
-Heresy! Heresy!-
Then I’m back in the lab
Getting crazy
Clearing my throat box
Spitting out gravy
{yeaaah}

Yo, yo
I’m hurting ’em
Galaktus is ill
The thought never occurred to ‘em
It only gets deeper
Gathering force in the ether
Merging mad thoughts with the teacher?
Ragged raw
Smoking blunts with the El Tas(p)ador [?]
Arm wrestling the Iron Man to the underfloor
Are there any more questions?
Fuck that, anyway
I’m ‘bout to get the steppin’
Like that, uh
And you don’t stop
E-yo, Jazz
I know you got some ill shit to rock