Yo, I’m brandishin flows from vast extensions, set sail and view perfection,
When I open my mind up wide, dive in dimensions of truth,
Or better yet, I’ll try’n and expose em in you.
I see the token abused, lost from the clues I’ve long known and assumed,
Aren’t far off a path I chose to pursue. I’m known to rebuke,
stone statues for bein deep into thought, lessons where our Earth’s sequence is taught,
throughout the ages, and I’m tryna channel it, dismantlin scrambled messages,
with eggs scrambled in my breakfast grits. Reppin the best of hits on my granite dishes,
These aint outlandish fables, this is real as it gets. Can ya feel it in the pit of ya stomach?
Deep in ya heart, when the speakers start beatin I’m startin to depart with heart and stark meaning,
Like catharsis is a frequent state I travel to, bang the gavel dude and judge it, I aint budgin.
Straight puffin. Stay subject when I grave rummage get your days duckets in my pay budget.
Stay fuckin. These wey muffins can’t rise, all filler, discard in trashs.. dig em out from the ashes
Thoughts lost in doubt are gold in the right hand, or on a mic stand.
I’m like damn, yeah. That’s real as it’s true. I got the realest view, you feel it to?
I know it’s fresh. Known to bless the chosen I step by when I wreck rhymes,
Let my text climb to the next highest peak, fuck that top shit.
I’m droppin caustic on the mid grade when I shift pages spliffs blazin!
Get my wits statement? All I grip slices like an ancient sword,
Sharp angles cut crevices, launchin mountains with leverage in my sacred form
Leavin pages worn when I spray a storm. Every single mother fucken day I’m warm.
Hittin a cold front, puffin an old blunt cuz I roll em too phat. Drop a joint back sun,
Lemme see where u at
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