CHAMPION Nigma 5-1 vs Mr. J 6-2 - NIGMA 5-4

[Nigma]

"Steven", they ask. "What was it like?"

It's like the fruit that introduced Sir Isaac Newtons mind to higher truths.
Take bites and chew it, find life entombed inside my food, so I remove them
Tiny blackened beans, and I stashed the seeds inside computers
Seasons see the rise of new environmental signs, I knew it's time to do it
Plants, they rise and grew and my thoughts go back, the pots have vanished
I remember being jobless, can't piece my thoughts till I'd drawn the tactics
And that is... When your idea train is off the tracks, just drop some acid.
I remember the first time that my Earthly mind had an altered axis
I took the longest blink, got lost in blackness, had got them squeezed
Then saw, opened both them wide to ***ophonies of awful scenes
Despite the crawling creatures stalking me, I was calm and peaceful
Seek to lead the colony, yeah my sights are high but resolve is equal.
I eye the sky like a pirate with the higher ground and scout horizons
Tilt my neck back, chin up, break down existence and drown in science
Wet blotch on my head from the dense drops since the clouds are crying
Synthesizing sounds with every glimpse and sight that surrounds my iris
Visions persistently thicken in intri***y, sticking to me like its destiny
Create profound designs, dividing and splitting the seeds exponentially
I feel the completeness, complexity, sentiments deep as distentions be
A separate being, severed the leash and fleeing like I was never free
Technically speaking, LSD left me seeing everything in known existence
I blend the scene, inventing things that better each the thrones we sit in
The bravest seek to show whats hidden, pray to reach some growth within
Patrol the cliff, ascend new heights and make creations.
No limits