Deep (They’re All Gonna Laugh at You!)

[Intro]
TALK TO THE BOMB, TEACH IT PHENOMENOLOGY!

[Hook]
They're all gonna laugh at you (x2)
(Teach it phenomenology)

[Verse 1: The Buttress]
Yea bitch, I'll bump your shit, when I'm laid out and candlelit
Can't handle it? Disarm 'em then harm 'em, I dismantle it
Got 'em like it's a new life for me
I'm ready to start over, dosing, can't fight the notion
Of your frozen memory, PTSD, your thoughts are too deep
You can't sleep, smoking on that fucking piss weed
Get with it, Philip Dick shit, the wickedest
Can't make it? don't fake it, bitch watch it, before I break it
(You got a) Tendency to dependency
You blind fool, better ease up on the Hennessy, or else
(They're all gonna laugh at you) But don't feel iffy bout the spliffy because
(They're all gonna laugh at you) I'm buzzed
So talk to the bomb, teach it phenomenology, even though
(They're all gonna laugh at you)
Fuck 'em, let that prophet speak the prophecy, it's too deep for ya'll
Your house built of straw, my drawl make walls fall, bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2: The Buttress]
Smoke so much weed when I leave they gotta fumigate
Ruminating over what the Buttress illuminating
To hate ya' is just human nature, I'll waste ya'
Exit the matrix, ya' fake bitch, you know you betrayed us
Can't hide, it's the Buttress, the toughest, spit the roughest poems
As my dome speak, why you staring in disbelief?
Your art's weak, Buttress make you cry and leave critique
Bitch I'm messing with your abstract expression
Don't speak, learn a lesson, rule number 1: Don't sleep
Or never again peep the sun, trust me ya' doubting Thomas
It's gonna be real trippy I promise
Don't have a bitch fit, jump on my witch stick
My rap game mad infective
Because I seek perspective like a fucking detective

[Hook]