Time cloaking, mentally provoking, usually just laughing and... joking
Me, eloping? Ha, slipping and lyrically climbing and sloping
While cheering the twin; vibrant while I‘m lyrically living in sin
I know the core of who I be, deep within!
Thus I calibrate at a faster rate
To try to verbally dedicate
Words which can not only agitate but potentially instigate and educate
Make you ponder about the here and yonder
To possibly meditate
I never hate....
But, I kick butt like Jabba the hut
Used to live in a rut
‘til the day Good took my soul “To cutâ€
Then I became more than enough
Began to spit more rough
Because I’m tough with my afro puff
Afro pick
More like M1 and Man Stic
Dead Prez, living in the trenches
Rather than weak rhymer’s spitting from the benches
Spitting their one time liners
I'm a spine twister and chromosome binder
More Christian than a youth pathfinder
I am now Jehovah found
Girded myself with his righteousness and spiritual gown
Now because of the lyrical thrusting,
The inhalation of bull got me coughin'
I will now place the last nail into the coffin
Because what you spit shows your mind is rusting
So don't try to cover it up with some ebonic street cussing
Your whack crap got me on the edge all pissed and huffing!
Me & Lex take minds to purposefully perplex
Switch up lyrics in the intra-dimensional vortex
Spatially intertwine your mind with mine
Beginning visually from your cornea & cortex
Neurotransmitting messages of self disdain
Causing unnecessary roughness in your brain
Like groin pain
In my growing pain
I’m still showering you with my air borne strain
I’m still rowing sane
On the line of sanity and going insane
No need to speak profane
To create an explosive tectonic energy like propane
Actually
More factually like cocaine
Lyrics get you high in the sky
Like Skywalker
Fast thinker but a faster talker
Articulating thoughts at the speed of digital
My mind is literal
And yet can restructure the whimsical
My position is pivotal
Because these are the last days and these are my last lines of crime
Repositioning my eye in the sky
So I can better see what’s on your mind
Dark matter
I matter more than dark
Please hark(en) the spoken harp
Music to your ears
But to those who hate
I my tongue can cut because its double edged sharp!
Not like Magnavox with 3d clarity
I change your focus
To get you out of such disparity
I hope that YOU take notice
I was born to get rid of the world’s locusts
Eating up our spiritual crop
Circling minds with a square dance
While I perpetuate a horizontal platform
Redefining what is considered norm
Because from where I come from
Not even there - do I conform
I am physically powerful
But my mind is a bit deformed
My mind state is already switching gears
Revealing hidden fears
Causing hearts to fail the populace
And it presents itself in their eyes tears
I am here
Have always been far yet near
I’m more oxymoronic like a pseudonym with tonic
Forget gin
I think faster than sonic
Don’t think you got me
Because your heart I already got it!
So let’s end this brief yet lasting discourse
Because I fear my minds warp drive
Will take me to a different course
Of course
I gather information
And soak it up then lather
Only spewing words that matter
Even in quick freestyle fashion
I got your minds blasting and mashing
While I take my shape shifting vehicle
And begin its course to earth
To be bound for crashing!
SkTzO