[lyrics originally transcipted by jimmy dyna]
Saturday night
Walking home after a show
Smoking a big zoot
With my bros
Sparking a jo
I felt a strange vibe
I thought “Fuck it”
I must have been high
I saw a bright light
Up in the sky
Capturing my eye
A beam of light shone down
Engulfing me in energy
And then I heard a deep voice
This is what he said to me:
“You wanna know the truth?
Destiny now awaits you
Drop everything now
I’m about to take you”
I’m like “Where?”, he said:
“To the center of the Cosmic Egg
The source of everything known
And that which is over your head”
And in a great burst
I was sent hurtling
To the farthest reaches of the heavens
Journeying!
Passing galaxies at immense speed
Painful
Passing nebula gases
In the shape of angels
Images of my past
Tryin’ to stab me in the brain
Talking crazy shit
Driving me insane
With their false claims of chains
Claiming that I’m evil
Do they know that’s the opposite
And they’re the sick people? {For real}
Accumulating cuts and scars galore
Bleeding profuse
The shit was mad hard to the core
Getting deeper in space
Feeling the frigid cold
Body was paralyzed
I stayed sane by spitting flows
I felt myself slowing down
The brain wonders
Till I saw this oblong shape with simmering colours
There was no doubt, I had arrived
I entered slow
My instinct still to stay alive
Confronted by a giant eye
I was left speechless
To the point my head was, like
“Damn, this is some deepness!”
He said “Be thankful, Kash, you smashed it
We’re gonna both die and be reborn
As the Great Galaktus
I paused for a second
Then I said “Cool, bring it on!
Hook me up nice
It’s gonna be fucking cool!”
And then a loud explosion occurred that sent me going
And left me brimming with energy like Jesse Owens
I had to build an ill suit
To regulate my powers
Now I’m back on the Earth
To distribute golden showers
There’s a new king in this bitch
Understand it
With infinite strength
None of you can withstand it
Might as well chill and eat a sandwich
Big G is in the building
Murking everything easy
Personality freezy
Fuck it
The way I get down is mad rugged
Run for cover
Or I’m eating you for supper
Big G was produced by Dr. Zygote & Jazz T.