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Sktzo
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AWAKENING MINDS

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Prismic Polarities

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life

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We prefer to be specifically
Scripting & spitting depicted imagery vividly
Not a stupid cupid
With lucid dreams of ‘we’
Living lasciviously lividly
We were never daft and inane
So we became the profanely sane multiplistic names
And the epitome of flippant trickery
A human slippery mystery
Miserably covered in misery
Quickly yet brilliantly
Entering an industry
Of bigotry blissfully
His dignity intrinsically and whimsically
Likes to quite busily expel chivalry differently

Our diction will never suffer dystrophy
But is dismally distinctly
Interpreted through coerced verses lyrically
The infamous symphonies of our SkTzOfrenic infantry
Is probably the monstrous musse ministry
That skillfuly depicts viciously
Similar similes religiously rigidly
Mental metaphors with metal floors
Within the profound boundaries
Of in-stru/mental laws
And influentially incremental flaws
My rhymes are two times a trinity of symmetry

We’re too shrewd and clever
To burn bridges and ‘ties sever’
So through ANY weather
We work collaboratively together
So as to not appear to have a sad need of sympathy
And when we switch personas
And flip switch ‘majestic coronas’
There is always a momentary syncope
Because we wickedly
Spit OUR syllabic rhythmics wittily visually

Our supernatural abilities factual
Along with our lyrical agility
Not to mention the lack of apprehension
With the never rehearsed verses
That reverse hearses
And disperse curses with no timidity
For our infinite affinity
Is to forever drop more than bubonic homilies
That uncommonly flip flop
On todays ‘shyt stop’
I mean ‘hip hop’
Dropping subatomic camaraderie abysmally

For us seven personas
And an unlikely split psyche
Does willfully vomit phonics of antiquity
And we ALL have our own stylized calligraphy

Ubiquitous activity
The rancid highly candid ambitious lyricist
With a metaphysic twist
Stuck in his own mind in captivity

Although our initials had initially
Been implemented to create consistency
That consistently encourages contingency
It has created a highly efficient
Script writer and orator boring more
Nomore slowing toward the corridor
My horror’s more
Yet with NO DICTION delinquency
As we’re daily dividing time
To have better efficiency
With our dictated delivery
No time to recline in docility specifically

I actually remember
Just last December
I had an explicit epiphany of exigency
Forever fabricating my future to mold it
With grammatical sutures and felicity
A personal verbally holographic festivity
As I spew lyrical drool
With such fluent fluidity
With nothing done radically
Impractical literally

Yet our emotions
Can get the best
Of a well clothed and loathed test
From my chest
And that’s when I INvest
In stressing indignancy insistently

Malevolent evidence exposed
Through a crying & dying spirits malignancy
Maliciously invoking while provoking misery miserably
Infectiously intangible
Graphically trapped wordings so radical
Through our lingual and mandibles
Monstrously hyper-conscious
Multitasking super personas
Conscience intrinsic linguistic mobility

Inducing and purposely telepathically
Producing visual instability
For non-felicitous foes
Whom try to oppose
Our sometimes morose
Verbose flows of prose
Of which we’re supposed
To produce and compose
Yet expose lifes highs and lows so droll like trolls
For seeding a perpetually intellectual fertility

And so apparently
We’ve grown to become
An estranged enigmatic master of semantics
That remains a carniverously debated mystery
That consciously physically
Has a very slick sickly spiritually lit wic
That complicates all simplicity
And does it explicitly
Because eric lee
Does esoterically
Believe ‘he is a mystic’ mythically
But in actuality realistically
We superfluously spits spirits sadomasochistically
And statistically we gregariously not nefariously
End up being the last one standing and laughing hilariously
And the strife of life became our wife
Smothered and lathered rather precariously
And we each collaborate
To elaborate as we navigate
Our mind states rather vicariously
Through our forever tethered methods gregariously!!!

~SkTzO~

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