MF DOOM - War lyrics

[Verse 1: JJ] Start the sh**, it's the apocolypse of metropolis Not profiting from studio's false promises Honor this The legendary of motions Blowing up, fire, incendiary explosions Said you wanted war now your missionaries are floating In difference various oceans Pacific, Atlantic, they're coasting 47 my visionary is opened To experience occurence of military compulsion Listen, I'm reading these n***as with intuition And visioning people chilling, put rhythms into submission Note book/ No book is irrelevant, Lyrics is improvision We're living inside a mission of governmental restrictions We're blowing up I hope you're moving in time Cause we're avoiding the explosion while iluding/ Eluding the mind/ mine Over thinking situations is a nuisance/ new sense of mine And without the dedication I'm abusing the spine Everybody saying d**h is a bliss I never met a situation as depressing as this My dads gone, and my mother works 11 to 6 Situations got me questioning if heaven exists Because everybody's philosophical but deaf in the lips Carrying weapons with clips, without a definite risk Life is as great as an elegant mist So why would I waste the sh**, impressing a b**h I mean women that's the pa**ive aggression I'm trying to get in touch with this astral projection I'm trying to see my dad so I could ask him a question Of why does life have to be so sad and depressing And what's the meaning of life And why these n***as getting girls if they're not treating them right And why's the grim reaper reaching his sythe Is is cause of a soon fate or am I leaving tonight (Hook) [Verse 2: JJ] Pissed off I'm aggravated like politicians With this microphone I'm eradicating the competition All I'm hearing is allegations and contradictions Ever try to front I'll ejaculate in your mommas vision Life's a novel I'm emulating a horror fiction Anybody hard then I'm demonstrating a harder friction Go ahead and contest your fate with the hottest mission We gone' test to see if you respirate with your collar missing Little n***as is playing with my tolerance Parading me with complements And gaining my acknowledgement But they're just waiting for apocolypse X-box flow a variation of accomplishments No friends no patients for incompetence You better stay alert like there's a rapist in your providence Saying blatant statements I'm raping stages with dominance Accomplices'll eat your conglomerate with some condiments