Lyrics: Aceyalone. All Balls Don't Bounce. I Think.

My name?s The Reverend Deacon Minister Maximillion
Speaking to you about the laws of the land and flaws of man
See, the walls can?t stand higher than we can put ?em now, can they?
Anybody need to be saved today, got a 2 for 1 special w/a shave today

Now, how ?bout I wave the tray and I pave the way
To the front of the church I don?t really wanna hurt ya
But what I really wanted to say was that
There?s something special inside of my mental cargo vessel

And it runs on lethal, ethyl, methane profane
Kinda like a flux capacitor but it ain't no passengers
It?s more like a capsule that snaps so quick
Or the rap?s so sick or the absolutely
Put together each and every link and get me cosmically in sync I think