20 Million Woolongs

[Intro: Gordax, JT]
Alright JT, Doctor Destruction's ship should be right ahead
What the hell, what do you mean? I don't see it!
Oh my god!
Yeah, precisely. It's camoflauge
You know I never really asked you this but what the fuck is up with your voice?
I'm half-cyborg, nigga. Shut the fuck up
Nigga, fuck you!
Fuck it, can we just focus on the bounty at hand?
Man, this shit better be worth the 20 million woolongs
Fuckin' right it is, I can't wait to eat drink while eating lobster
On the rings of Saturn
Man, I can't wait to fuck a bitch for the first time
Nah, man, I don't know about you man
Have you seen my fa-, I'm an alien
I mean I'm, I'm terrifying
Man, let's just get this motherfucker, sheesh, Doctor Destruction
What type of bitch ass name is that?
This nigga out herе destroying time I could be spеnding with bitches
Ayy, wait a second, Gordax. Is that another ship over there?
Must be another bounty hunter
What do you think? Should we take him out?
Oh my god
There's at least 50 other ships out there
I don't know about you man, but I'm not splitting my bounty 50 ways
Me neither
Let's get this Doctor Destruction motherfucker

[Verse: Punch]
Uh, fly as Admiral Byrd, that's my word
Flux capacitor in the dash, my pass is a blur
She threw life at the speed of light, distractions occurred
Little ratchet in the passenger seat, I'm trying not to swerve
Shawty depressed, she said she want to leave Earth
She left her man, long story, this nigga went bezerk
Basically threatened the whole world, his lil' feelings was hurt
So on and so forth, this that and the third, yo
I kept my thoughts to my self, she kept rambling
This is high-risk gambling interrupting my channeling
I got passion but my time is for traveling
Maybe I should take her back and stop this thing from unraveling
I'm battling, thanks for being transparent
Appreciate the insight, she said I'm just sharing
Well that's apparent but the smoke is infinite
And I ain't ducking Doctor Destruction, the bussin' is infinite
More than the mirror mortal, dipping in and out of portals
Sky dollar on my wrist, nigga better keep it cordial
I'm on these Woolongs, what is you on
If not that, I don't respect it, I'm Rick James on your futon
Hundreds of punches, space and time continue on
Nuances, my army will swarm them, it's nothing
And did I mention, I multiply myself in all 12 dimensions
What you see is an extension