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Neil deGrasse Tyson Tried to Educate B.o.B. on Flat Earth Conspiracy; Gets Hit With Diss Track Instead

http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2015/03/31/neil-degrasse-tyson-defends-scientology-and-the-bush-administration-s-science-record.html Via thedailybeast.com

You’ve probably heard by now, but yesterday the internet blew up about rappper B.o.B. sending out a number of crazy tweets regarding the shapeliness of our home planet, Earth. You can read all about it right here, but the short version is basically that he believes the Earth is actually flat and we have been lied to by NASA this whole time.

Oh, and he also questioned the legitimacy of the moon landing and the 9/11 terrorist attacks, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

Everyone’s favorite cool scientist Neil deGrasse Tyson tried to respond to B.o.B.’s insane flat Earth rantings, perhaps hoping to drop a little knowledge on the 27-year old rapper.

Rather than consider that a man who has devoted his entire life to exploring the universe might be smarter than him, B.o.B. doubled down on his conspiracy theories and released a diss track. A flat Earth diss track — called “Flatline.” Yes, that is a real thing that happened in a real life.

The song contains a excerpt of Tyson discussing how the spinning of the Earth has made it less of a perfect sphere, getting wider around the equator. But rest assured, the Earth hasn’t spun itself into a flat pizza crust. Here are the lyrics, according to Genius.com:

Verse 1

Yo, you ain’t seen my best
Checkmate, ain’t a game of chess
Globalists see me as a threat
Free thinking, got the world at my neck
Hah, am I paranoid? Picture Malcolm X
In a room full of pigs, trying not to bust a sweat
Aye, Neil Tyson need to loosen up his vest
They’ll probably write that man one hell of a check
Aye, I’m over here on this side of town
Come on over, over, over, over here try to clown
Aye, I never pipe down
If they weren’t coming for me then
They definitively coming for me now
I can’t even keep my phone charged up
All this shit I’m talking, I should get my
Rappers get off of my dick, get your own bars up
Now the mirror lizard’s breath got the clones scared cuz
Woo, use your, use your common sense
Why is NASA department of defense?
They divided up the seas into thirty-three degrees
Feeding kids masonry, bruh, be careful what you read

Hook 1

Flat line, flat line
There’s no superior blood line
Flat line, flat line
You got me once but that died, aye

Verse 2

Voice, voice, do I have a voice?
Do I give a fuck? Do I have a choice?
Joint, joint, I roll up a joint
Keep my shooters in the game like I hate to disappoint
I see only good things on the horizon
That’s probably why the horizon is always rising
Indoctrinated in a cult called science
And graduated to a club full of liars
Heliocentrism, you were the sixth victim
Fuck you and your team, you could sit on the bench with ‘em
But before you try to curve it, do your research on David Irving
Stalin was way worse than Hitler
That’s why the POTUS gotta wear a Kipper
I’m a man first ‘fore an artist
Get a lawyer, look up Doctor Richard [?]

Hook 2

Flat line, flat line
You fooled us for the last time
Flat line, flat line
There’s no superior blood line

Interlude: Neil Tyson

So you want to find farthest point from that center. And it turns out sea level from the equator is farther away from the center of the Earth than sea level at the poles. It has nothing to do with global warming and melting of the ice caps

(Why is that?)

Because we…Earth we know it spins, once uh…a day. Yes thank you. Three people know, uh, how long a day lasts here

(Good for row number two, they’re off to a great start)

So you, you know when you spin pizza dough it kind of flattens out. It gets wider in the middle…so Earth throughout it’s life, Earth, even when it formed, it was spinning. And it got a little wider at the equator that it does at the poles. So it’s not actually a sphere, it’s oblate, it’s officially an oblate spheroid

But not only that, it’s slightly wider below the equator than above the equator

(A little chubbier?)

Little chubbier, chubby’s a good word, it’s like pear-shaped. It turns out the pear-shapedness is a bigger than the height of mount Everest above sea level

Hook 2

Flat line, flat line
You fooled us for the last time
Flat line, flat line
There’s no superior blood line
Dead

We have no words.

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