Nostradamus
How could you predict the future
(he knew just who would shoot ya,
Long ago, jack)
Ohh, you're that french guy
And you wrote encrypted quatrains
That some use to explain how
You could look ahead

Did you see the sands of time drop by
Good job if you were able
And yet some doubt the worth of your clairvoyancy
What the future holds, most don't know
Some have found your thoughts quite stable
And they point with pride to your
Accuracy

Nostradamus
Man, you ain't foolin' nobody
Your visions are shoddy
You're way off the mark
You're nothin', yeah nothin'
Just got some crazy folk talkin'
Me..I am just balkin' at all your prophecies

Did you know back then just who shot jr
Where the bones of jimmy hoffa are
And how about deep throat's identity
Or the tour wins of old lance armstrong
Ain't it funny how it seems you're wrong
You see...

Nostradamus
I can't believe all the hoopla
Could easily scoop ya (hate being hosed)
You may be famous, but there's no hall of fame for you
You know I could easily floor you
(could easily floor you)
You know I could easily floor you
With both my eye..Eyes closed