Round 1 - Kin vs The Mind Assassin - (KIN WINS)

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https://soundcloud.com/kosmosis777/it-was-all-a-dream

It was all a dream….

I wont forget what I have seen Want advice? The eye is keen
The highest beings Dialing the finer things
convene the time to be redeemed
and brings this rhyme that synchs those dreams you dreamed
vis the vis the lies you weaved cuz the beast is pleased
on frequencies of disease and ease that these mcees all keep as keys
but aint none ever dope as V’s. cuz these degrees transcend the streets
beefs and beats, and treats, and feats, least the free-est cease to breath
bring em all in to me, now we on lucidity

divinities tenement enter it exit it if your stressing that’s excellent!
Scrambled eggs benedict The neural web is no internet
It’s electrical spectacle’s evident The thought of an eternal resident
Who is able to remain stable finds success in it Confide in those confined to the mescaline
Who try and hide in the present bent The laws of space time, like pressing rewind
To make a bee line for the bright light Cuz we shine in design the weak mind
Can’t incline but will be fine to be blind and see mine
In due time, play it back.

9 gates of awareness and a test for each to be completed
Teach to each the keys to reach the breach and be repeated
Orgonite transmitter a bland spitter who can’t span winter
Or stand fitter than the man who can plan dinner
Parables paradoxes pinnacles metaphysics
multidimensional intervals Miracles in nightly visits
With minor mentions for flying missions to holy mansions
Or fly fishing the flyest fishes you’ll find fishing
Your mind fidgets biochemical glitches
Like your pillow is brillo for real doe the skill is pro
In he who can instill the seeds to grow in the subcon
In the waking state and not wake and bake but sleep and wake
To great dreams that take the conception of reality and hypercube tesseract
The lesser act of rubes noobs and ego’s pact, infinity aint the ring that shmegal tracked
Fecal’s packed on thieves who slacked and stole their role in the he whose act is to lead them back
These devils wack, and evil that deceive you in sleep thru your own spirit’s lack, for the win we add subtract
And state the fact….

There are more connections in your brain then stars in the sky
A universe to dream in , yet we think we getting high
Getting by on that smoking toking can’t align
Because poison can’t be a fuel if you knew the great design
The fake can try to paint the why or the who in the where in the when
But the dream comes crashing when subcon hatching ends them off in the pen
Or a coffin to spend their lost sense of ten dimensions of time space
So the know the divine pace this rhyme takes to remind fakes that God’s grace
Is the fire escapes that mire snakes try and hire wraiths to hide the ways to higher planes
Tidal waves crash the beach, to own his each, this the coldest code to preach.
Focus is road to reach the 9th portal’s feats where a reload of spirit can mold your speech
Now go and teach.

VERITAS.