[Hook] Escape to mars It ain't that far Escape to mars It ain't that far
[Verse 1: Gift of Gab] Verbal-verbal-verbal-verbal-verbal-verbal-verbal-verbal Verbally strike like Lightning Phenomenal Abominable rhymer rally Timin' always automatic Python clouds surrounded to Gather all the planet Night comes down And all about there's a lot of panic Gratification Quick fix Mind manic In the wagon Antagonizing the wind All matter It is the earth who'll stand through The aftermath That'll bring forth many avalanche storms In the canyons Once filled with snow Whether only the tarantulas and insects survive Replacin all humanity We crammin all the damage in the ozone habitat And travellin into a savage end I hope the tabernacle songs Bring upon the awakening of the nap And gonna be a long long summer (?) after that Man wonton soup Plant life cabbage That is guided by the powers Of the dyin' and the flowers c'mon
[Hook] Escape to mars It ain't that far Escape to mars It ain't that far
[Interlude: Man speaking] A 4 [degree] C rise in temperature would put many of you at risk of coastal flooding, causing 30-50% reduction in water availability, in southern Africa and the Mediterranean. Agricultural yields will decline. 20-50% of animal and plant species would face extinction
[Verse 2: Gift of Gab] 2 0 1 2 Party over! Oops Out of sight Time, mind Illuminati death trap Blind deaf and dumb Crazy bent 80 percent Wiped out sniped out Burn baby burn get hit When we could've been turnin' the cell phones off Ripped through your city the Bentleys that sell most (?) Fish, than the fishes you catch They smell so toxic from the rivers ingestin their flow now (Wait?) til humidity Summers are left cold y'all Kids gonna feel it There's no effect on y'all Since you directly don't experience no Cause and effect Drift inflicting the ozone wall Gradually It's all in our hands happening Global warming on the rise Sad to see If we don't make a change now Then the path that we choose Is our own til we save our planet Renovate all traffic Innovate more atmospheric Brace all damage Done away with Maybe some escape to another planet Face mutated In a spaceship Travelling in spaces Examining the ways of man And how we take advantage of The place we inhabit it And taste more lavish shit Racism hatred we did got past it But we may all be prey to the wrath of Mother Nature (echo)