[Intro] Se marcar eu beijo mesmo, hein... Heh [Verse 1] Ay ay Feng Shui looking punk ay Geomancer gotta shake tectonic plates To keep all that ass from going to waste Interlocking polygons God bitches gawk when cock be long That dick is off that Richter tho Move inches cause them walls to fall Got that Dimmadome here on geodesics Kama Sutra mine fields electric Mountains move at my discretion Volcanoes erupt with my erection Snowy stained gain glowy haze graze Throaty strain rain holy blaze face Going base chase only bliss fists Holding wrists mist cored in that bitch Whored in the niche, Gordian Knot Imma sword in the slit, bored in and out Like an oil business, gold in their mouth Saturn eating my kids, cheddar connect With a flick of the wrist, expelliarmus Elbowing the kitsch, but for real tho Fuck J.K Rowling and all the asshole astroturfs Trying to make all their shit sound legit Nazar Lag Gayi, looking down at me With an evil eye, shook a foul off me Even though you try, to book a ticket to Hell for the night, noch nicht ein Slam poet cosmopolitan Y'all bunch of novices looking for solace that Died in a war of Ars Nova politics Sisyphus all of this, drop that ass bitch [Chorus] Ay ay ay That Geo, that Ego It can't contain my Id They goin through the motions While I'm running off the shits Yeah i gotta keep it running Gotta keep it running Gotta keep it running Gotta keep it 100 Gotta keep it running Gotta keep it running Gotta keep it running Running, running [Verse 2] Ayyyy Sissy baka ass get out the way Tsunami coming, levee bout to break Heuristocrats be playing like it's fake Don't fuck with the plague, cuz this contagion Will rage on until dawn in the Arcticgon, Clap off bitch, lights out, yeah fuck around and find out Last bitch got a new hole to fuck in now Sink holes for five more The landslides, the coal mines, fault lines They running out of way to fight me now Hunnid bet they gonna let the waves consume me now Erodin' geodes oncoming torpedoes "We hold these truths" evidently been vetoed Written in stone looking more like graffito Prenotion sequel, it's never been equal Y'all suckin on fecal and blood like mosquito To keep all these people complacent in freefall Positioned in fetal cuz nothing is real I'll break it down with the power of Geo Nazar Lag Gayi, looking down at me With an evil eye, shook a foul off me Even though you try, to book a ticket to Hell for the night, noch nicht ein Slam poet cosmopolitan Y'all bunch of novices looking for solace that Died in a war of Ars Nova politics Sisyphus all of this, yeah ay [Chorus x2]

[Part I: Bogdaproste] Moare marea, râul seacă Iară veacul se îneacă Ce va fi și ce a fost e Ce ai dat de bogdaproste [Part 2: Drought] Essentia As the music resounds

[Part I: False Vacuum Decay] [Instrumental] [Part II: Elegy Eligibility] Măi Vasile, lasă jinu', hai la joc cu noi, văi! Măi Vasile hai la sârbă, haide și-om juca Și la stânga și la dreapta, hai nu te lăsa Ia să chiuim o dată, uite așa Că frumos mai cântă muzica Măi Vasile hai la sârbă, haide și-om juca Și la stânga și la dreapta, hai nu te lăsa Ia să chiuim o dată, uite așa Că frumos mai cântă muzica