Traverse (W.H.O.O.P.S.)

over under-under over im a loco motive /roller coaster stoned sober/ my drunk composure/ could never come close to those who aint closer/impose my quota /let the force flow blow ya /from the microphone holding Yoda/ buck up soldier/ G O V. G I joe'd ya /the wannabe G.O.D.S nobodies soul but mine from now till the end of the time line /my designs prime/derived from the inside/inline to get chastised by these minds/to feeble to find /what makes them divine/we are infiltrated /we are occupied/they see us all/there's nowhere to hide/i think it's time we turned around and fight/nothing last forever/the end is only right/you ready to rock/show your right/you only got two eyes open /no reason to wonder why/ you can't see your so fucking blind