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  • Oct 13, 2020

    Multidimensional
    The beast is like an interlude
    When I write, it’s like an interview
    Nights within my living room
    Right outside my swimming pool
    The lights is metaphysical
    It’s bright, I said it lyrical
    Alchemy
    Pages like a palette
    My pen has made my palate the brush
    In front of an island of trees
    I’m in touch with the galaxy
    I’m well awoke
    You can tell my growth from a telescope
    The spells I wrote could be encased in a carbonite jar that’s tight behind a velvet rope
    The bars I write is for modern life in god’s delight
    Israelites, mystic types
    And given wisdom is visions of Allah tonight
    My right hand coming for the skeleton’s throat
    The element ghost
    Can you break down my intelligent quotes?
    Paradigm shift
    Travel time switch
    Planning mind trips
    Planet alignment
    Parallel lines twist to a helix vortex of spirits
    More less lyrics
    Alkaline mirrors the purest
    The realest
    When I was young, I wanted to give Cinderella my genitalia
    Interstellar ancestor fortune teller since the Walkman era
    Space police codename Gordon Lester
    Important letter from the war on terror
    My force is better
    The source forever
    You can’t absorb the pressure
    You can’t recall the never
    It’s raw together, astounding
    We the only two here and I still got you surrounded
    Confounded by my announcement
    I go to war while I’m still lounging
    I can take off but I’m still grounded
    A lot of weight loss but I’m still balanced
    The sacred native said while he was painted red, “he’s the only train that can make the clouds withhold rain”
    As he threw magic dust on the open flame, while reciting the holy name, he sang and danced all night in the forest ’til the coyotes came
    And all the smoke and the quotes couldn’t hold him tame
    As they showed their fangs, one got bold, went low and the others did the same
    Slow as they ganged, he dropped to his knees and felt the scorpion sting
    As he holds his knee, he cried out to the coyotes
    But it was so much blood that their coats were stained
    And where the sacred native stood, there were no remains

  • Oct 13, 2020

    Lemme guess

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