Tombstone Da Deadman - They Be Like [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Pre-recorded Intro]
Host: Welcome to science-schmience. The game show that tests our player's abilities to stand by what they believe to be true in the face of irrefutable scientific evidence to the contrary. Our first category is anthropology. Corey Ray, this question is for you. 'The earliest evidence for man can be dated back to this time.'
Guest: 6,000 years ago when god breathed in to a handful of dust and created Adam, Eve and the garden of Eden
Host: You understand that archaeologists are in possession of a three million year old human skull found in Johannesburg which would put your answer off by two million nine-hundred ninety-four thousand years. Do you stand by it?
Guest: Archaeologists can be wrong
Host: You bet they can. Audience?
Audience: Science-schmience!

Keep your pseudo scientific quackery. That shit is wack to me
You manufacture that I close the factory
And actually you have to be nuts to think that it’s factually
Prudent you must be stupid don’t like it two words for you... prove it
Cause anything other than that could get you slapped
I snatch your ratchet box of snake oil and break that shit across you back
So let’s establish the explicit rules of conversation
Do you solemnly swear to back up every single statement
With peer reviewed data that’s not misconstrued chatter
And fallacious argumentation that doesn’t even matter?
Not even talking about those bullshit links
From websites with webmasters that don’t critically think
Back in the day they would have been labeled a bunch of village idiots
Who gives a shit about the things they say they’re not legitimate
I see you parroting their every single word
And swallow every single turd of that shit that’s so absurd

[Chorus]
They be like
I can’t believe you don’t believe with we believe
You must really think you smarter us, but man please
We don’t care what you think... you’re not smart because you read
And you research everything... there’s some things you can't conceive
There’s some things that only god knows... what about conspiracies?
When the Illuminati comes for you... I hope they make you bleed
I saw this all on YouTube... why can’t you just accept it?
You really make me angry that’s why I don’t like you skeptics

What did you think about before you shared that meme
Did you research all of it’s claims to see exactly what it means?
Or did you rely on your bias and your feelings of defiance
And if you saw that it was false would you admit it or deny it?
See that’s the very reason I keep hitting on this topic
If I get just one of you to ponder this maybe you’ll stop it
And start to really think about the damage that you do
When you assist these stupid dudes into spreading what isn’t true
To be perfectly honest I’m losing faith in hairless apes
Perhaps all the time I spend on this is really a mistake
There’s a lot of other subject matter out there I could make
How about I rhyme about my shoes cause hey, Nikes are really great
Never mind that shit is fake... and that’s why I dismiss it
My attitude alone will have me labeled as a misfit
I’m carving my own path with my message to the masses
It’s not about whose the fastest... it’s who the one that lasted

[Chorus x1]

If you ain't fighting ignorance you're helping spread that shit
If what I say applies to you you need to dead that quick
And if you're doing it on purpose I would say that's sick
Now you're the problem and its obvious you're wrong, you prick
I kind of feel like its my duty expose you
And put you out in public so that everybody knows you
Alerting as many people as possible
To let them know that the things that you say are just not logical
People are so comfortable with lies I guess they just feel better
Their confirmation bias compliant to every letter
So when someone disputes it their ego just gets the best of them
Instead of looking up what he said they try suppressing him
I’ll be that one that’s standing up against the dumb
And the pseudo-science army of zombies as they come
Filled with all the soldiers, and Ray Comfort and Oprah
Ms. Silvia Browne and that clown Deepak Chopra

[Chorus x1]

On and on and on
Everyday it goes on and on and on
In every thread it goes on and on and on
And on and on and on
Shut the fuck up