Yo i'm trippin bawls

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You two are too much (Some funny shit happening up in here) ROTFF LMAO

 

Connexion in the sky
with sweeps of arms and
birdsong cries
to trace the ancient patterns there
and climb the trees
to heaven's lair

 

Shedding skin
to the rhythm of the rim

 

Around the world,
No matter which corner
None is too far
For my knowledge to revolutionize

 

Invert the bomb
and drop it on your mom
is the Earth, realize
and give birth

 

The first verse, take it slow no need for head starts
Emotions thrown, presentations riding on ice
Will I faulter and fall?
'Cause I can, pull you in right to the top of the charts
Chew you up, spit you out
Its just a roll of the dice...

 

like Gargoyles giggling
and mary bells way
the top hat is tilted
and so is the day

 

But never we fray
And always we pray
In search of the nothingness
That takes me away...

 

and brings you back
right on track
again and
again, UH

 

Hold up slow down, let me tell it to you
high on acid, exploring with a little of 'pacs influence

 

The greatest of the great

 

"We gotta get back to the goddess"

 

I don't want to die...

 

2pack raped the scene and women and
he and bragged about it
undeterred and without thought
the mainstream paid for that shit
he got shot and lots of folks all lied and cried for his loss
but I'd be sadder to see the carcass
of a tatooed poached abatross

 

Man 2pac is joke and I dont mean like cosmic
I mean comical flow ego spittin foggy chronic
Caint nobody roc the mic like the true heavenly host
Fuck the father and the son Im talkin a holy ghost
who feeds off my dome unleashin verses from unkown
universes where churches are burned and and
bitches get stabbed in her cervix because im
fucking perverted, angry evil and make ya nervous
cause I revert your stupid opinion back to God on purpose
by burning your circuirts and disrupting your preists serivce
made in the image of God Im a create and destruct
multiverses in my palms and the seed of satan in my nuts
cause i dont give a fuck, when I pop shots ya best duck
slam ya grill with a fistfull of power pills and bills
feed ya what you need to keep your mind in the hills
while Im floatin on clouds and resurrecting holy cows
every fuckin step I take is an automatic touchdown
and I slam the field with the force of a bomb
explosions in the sky? write this down cuz its a psalm
walking with Jesus and Buddha as a Muhammedan
one hand grippin a glock and the other a Qu'ran
Told Krishna to shut up and I blessed him with visions
of how I reconstruced reality to a single organism
which nuclear fission and terrorized the children
leaking synthesizer liquids channels bleeding television
so dont beef with me else I slowly cut off ya breathin
Cuz I am most ill and Im ryhmin and stealin

 

True poetry is more then ab, ab
I would make 'pac proud.

 

Aight then check this dope freshness my mind just kicked out right quick son.

Fresh dope on the block
sopead up mic on the box
dropping knowledge on the spot
the lyrical holy orthadox
steady morphine diet pills
under a methadone detox
illuminate your spine with chills
inherent inevitable beat box
fuck the goofy stand proper
caint block my south paw style
knock ya teeth down ya throat
shattering domes Im just liable
to rip open my soul
expose the demons thats feedin
off my inorganic matter
keep devils alive and breathin
and beating the drums of war
that pump through my heart chakra
sending signals of impending doom
to your room temple lightning bloom
beat ya with a broom under a high noon
moon step inside my lab spinnin fab
money got me mad
tripping off a ten strip tab
Jesus caint save me yo
and either caint his Dad
livin off a broke ass salary
mcs trying to battle me
found me as a child wrapped
in seaweeds on the beaches of Galilee
rise up after my disciples
and follow me
souls be hollow like holes
with the desires of Mickey and Malerie
nurtured by a storm
on the battlefields of Kurukshetra
Im the unknown soldier
that niggas forgot to mention
pay attention to the lesson
because my advice will save ya
like the invisibility code
on the first castlevania
i will matter to manifest
and blast fires from my hands
ride by camel under the stars
on the sands of Afghanistan
that hooded figure magician
who wrote the code of the matrix
i breathe out disease
and my mathematics are the strangest
I rose from the dead and slay
Ali Baba with ease so welcome to your
future with my army of forty theives

 

you guys raps are shit, man they wack,
id show you some of my flow,
but you might consider it a smack, so
ill leave you with suttin, and here you go,
the shit you spit make me think you on crack
ya know?

 

wurd