[Intro: milo + E L U C I D]
The time is now
To stretch your mind to it’s maximum peak, to know everything
To know every inch (Maximum) of your urge
(Nostrum)
(Grocers)

[Verse 1]
Ro give a fuck to break ice
Out front shaking skittles like dice
Y’all sell sprockets, I clown n***as like Affion Crockett
Flying bicycle-kick up an octave
Poetic license made obnoxious
In the robe of a legendary eunuch, staring you down
(Somebody else’s idea) as if words could pierce tunic
Of somebody else’s world
Is not my idea
Of things as they are, aye


[Chorus: E L U C I D + milo + Nostrum Grocers]
Somebody else’s idea
Of some-body else’s world
Is not my idea
Of things as they are, ah-ah
Somebody else’s idear
Of somebody else’s world (World, world)
Is not (Not) my idea
Of things (Not) as they are
Somebody else’s idea
Of somebody else’s world
Is not my idea
Of things as they are (As they are)
Somebody else’s idea
Of somebody else’s world


[Outro]
World—world
Them clumsy allusions to the Numinal will get you, yeah
Them clumsy allusions to the Numinal will get you, yeah (Ahh)
Them clumsy allusions to the Numinal will get you, huh
Them clumsy allusions to the Numinal will get you a noogie, huh
Hock it like a loogie
I’m Hong Kong Phooey,
Which is to say, I’m a two dimensional depiction of what you think Kung Fu would be