Big Story Time versuri

Big Story Time lyrics by Chris Nerger

Heavy reps
Big stepping
This is big time
X4

God my only co sign
Y’all a bunch of bovines
Chasing after moo-la
Griming for that Gouda
Trying to be rebels but still
Following your rulers
And still consumers
I be making consommé
At my matinee
Call the academy
I’m acting above my level
Cause I tricked the devil
And slipped past
I go fast, to chastise
And go to task, on their ass
And elevate the minds of the class
To levitate, and shine on the vast
Disparities
And verily, caroling, I’m a terrible seraphim
Heretic, healing the heritage
Of unbearable arrogance
Here and now
I’m parallel
To their little hell
Yelling love, hope they hear me well
And heed the warning
They need to stop performing
And start expressing their mourning
Cause it’s not good
No matter how many times the sunrise
Surprise!
No more lies
Straight truth
That’ll curve you, and serve you
But first it might break you, and hurt you
Sorry but that’s the path of the virtue
I’ll try my best to not desert you
But teach to you
To love yourself and others
And how we all sisters and brothers
Fathers and mothers
Healers and feelers
Clearing the ceiling of caps
And dark dealings
I rap, for all children and villages
Destroyed by pillaging
And religion
I’ve been legit, and healing
The millions
So keep your billions
I’ll keep my brilliance

Heavy reps
Big stepping
This is big time
X4

Story time
In the beginning was no winning or losing
Just snoozing
Then they woke up
And spoke up
And couldn’t hear an echo
Nothing to hold on to
They couldn’t even let go
Pure energy and hello!
Hell no it wasn’t mellow!

Chaotic creation from
Deprivation of all sensations
To elation, back to complete sessation
Confronted by themselves
Of their utter isolation
Is all me? Is there other?
How would I know?
Am I All ?
Can I be more?
1,2,3,4
Lights on
Story time
If you can’t follow
It’s your bedtime
Nighty night, I lead by divine right
So Fuck your merits and your carrots
And your sticks and your tricks
I’m incomparable
With the parables
Arrow go, and flow on the narrow Road
On track to surpass, the fastest
Of pastors, not pastoral, but allegorical
The historical oracle
Immortal and portal-ing the sort of things
That were reserved for the kings
Making affordable the truth that
Rings clear as the bell dings
Ding x7

Now Who gone answer the thing?