my telekinetic conceptions in depth perceptions directs alignment to rhyme cosigns of the minds confinement
DLoc provoked focus locked to targets of prodigal verbal assault
Inter dissecting the complexions of lyrical third eye vaults
Intricating cross connections with the conceptions of 360 degree directions
The Pathway of the blind, I blast bass waves with a rhyme
Never mislead I shred mists of red in quantum leaps from the mind
Rhythm heats that grind shrines of Zen with whirlwinds of vinyl worlds in a spin
opting as the widows part
And for the windows of opportunity, I’m just leaving a mark
Silencing the steps throughout the night
sights bleed and read from the heart
Railing the Reflections Shattered by the Shards of Hells Razored Rezurrections
Dawning the Uplifts till the Nights transcends Lights Hailing Ebrasions
Why I get astrophysical with the mic like Fidel Castro pivoting a pistol
With the list that go unquestionable and semi automatic anonymous
engraving you a BI fly identity crisis with the advice
to splice sight with the life for light
I fight devils with the trebles on levels of mellow flow of a pencil
Break backs and snap you like a pretzel when I get mental
As I get deeper into the frights from hell
I rise like the sun from east set west upon the third rail
Drawing within inner potential for this sentinel
Rhyming shrines delivered to the mic in split beats of a spliced impale
My lyrical scale pours blood in Morris codes of flooded rhyme
One to One-Ten grudge the budge and you’ll catch the slugs to your mind
I'm an Optic psychotic to you bastards that like to gossip
with the only Topic as my murderous turbulence through you bitches cockpits with prominence
Forcing flows of dominance with a source of the soul, rollin over ya hoe with soldier overthrow