(Alright JT, Doctor Destruction's ship should be just ahead)
What the hell, what do you mean? I don't see it
Oh my God (yeah, precisely, it's Camouflage)
You know I never really asked you this
But what the fuck is up with your voice?
(I'm half-cyborg, nigga, shut the fuck up)
Nigga, fuck you
(Can we just focus on the bounty at hand?)
Man, this shit better be worth the twenty million woolongs
(Fuckin' right it is, I can't wait to eat, drink while eating lobster
On the rings of Saturn)
Man, I can't wait to fuck a bitch for the first time
Alright, I don't know about you man but
Have you seen my fa-, I'm an alien, I mean I'm, I'm terrifying
(Man, let's just get this motherfucker, Doctor Destruction
What type of-what type of bitch ass name is that?
This nigga out here destroying time I could be spending with bitches)
Hey, wait a second, Gordax, is that another ship over there?
(Must be another bounty hunter)
What do you think? Should we take him out?
(Oh my God)
(There's at least fifty other ships out there)
I don't know about you man, but I'm not splitting my bounty fifty ways
Me neither
(Let's get this Doctor Destruction motherfucker)

Uh, fly as Admiral Byrd, that's my word
Flux capacitor in the dash, my pass is a blur
Shoot through life at the speed of light, distractions occurred
Little ratchet in the passenger seat, I'm trying not to swerve
Shawty depressed, she said she want to leave Earth
She left her man, long story, this nigga went bezerk
Basically threatened the whole world, his lil' feelings was hurt
So on and so forth, this that and the third, yo
I kept my thoughts to myself, she kept rambling
This is high-risk gambling interrupting my channeling
I got passion but my time is for traveling
Maybe I should take her back and stop this thing from unraveling
I'm battling, thanks for being transparent
Appreciate the insight, she said I'm just sharing
Well that's apparent but the smoke is infinite
And I ain't ducking Doctor Destruction, the bussin' is infinite
More than the mirror mortal, dipping in and out of portals
Sky dollar on my wrist, think I better keep it cordial
I'm on these woolongs, what is you on?
If not that, I don't respect it, I'm Rick James on your futon
Hundreds of punches, space and time continuum
Nuances, my army will swarm them, it's nothing
And did I mention, I multiply myself in all twelve dimensions
What you see is an extension