N.E.R.D.: Lazer gun

Yeah...So much sound like dirt todayTurn on the radio and it make you thirst awayLike a dumb bitch lookin' for nerds todayOr like good food, dig in ya' purse to paySometime it make me so sad like the worst of daysIt's in the street makin' cats where the earth decaysThen I seen a little black boy with a shirt that sayDon't you miss the fucking classics like purple rainYou need something to cool you offMan, my beat like a bitch because you and your carIt shine bright like the night and the moon and the starsAnd I wake up and make more by noon tomorrowNow, the critics ask will we be dumbing it downSays N.E.R.D. is not coming aroundWhat, sit and watch who you summin the soundIf I catch you when I see you I'm gunnin' it downBecauseI am the laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryinMilky way master(Times [x2])What did you expect, it's the reemergenceLoosin ya neck, shorty get to jerkin'You rockin with the best, and that's for certainIt's almost like your ears are now virginReady fresh, wet for insertionIt's like your first time with insurgenExcept you're screwed you're locked, you're sippin syrupNow mami, close your eyesLike curtainsLook who coolin it offWe be tearin down show for the moon tomorrowStay in the future, what you think you they can rule tomorrowThat's like Larry Bird came and just schooled JabaarYou should be happy, that should be news to ya'llLike a little boy hearin no school tomorrowThat's the point, ain't no beatin or runnin aroundViolate me when I see you, I'm gunnin it downI am the laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryinMilky way master(Times [x2])One more time, c'mon!I am the laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryinMilky way master(Times [x2])I am a product of flexA product of clueA product of InterscopeA product of youA product of my parents, my little brother tooA product of camA product of ganooSo the beat gotta be like stealth in darkI mean, the beat gotta knock ya helmet offKnock you crab ass niggas who's shells is softShow you're pussy and you only do well in talkI kill pussy, kill beats, kill real wordI can't decide, am I Lucas or SpielbergThey pay a night to see me, a night to TVcause I'm bright like the finger that lights on E.T.In a flash a sonny went downDidn't want to see it but you confrontin' it nowDraw your mind in the sand til you done in the groundAnd if a nigga step across me I'm gunnin' it downAnd tell emI am the laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryin(The laser gun carryin')The laser gun carryinMilky way master(Times [x2])