the feelings left him joyful when he had the blues
no evil then can touch him
he was sacred always left a new
bowing to the aviary essence in the atmosphere
the present in his presence was apparent to divine ears
left with a token
the motions set but flowing
entranced in a new side of outer inner poets
his world was taken forward in a new light
the angel trumpets blasting through the layers of my cochlea
the answers all were sleeping
and the questions had insomnia

so now im loud with the bass out
riding with my own crowd
feeling planetary
join my orbit or just fall out
riding through the city
fucking faded
but i still show class
I can be your tutor
listen clearly and you might pass
you claim you're the illest
but you have never met my folk
if we were a family you would call us the incredibles
tight flow credible
sound bite inedible
hear take a swig and digest all these fucking syllables
man i cant even deal with you
a silly dude
fucking up my vibe so i had to bring the death to you
smile at my foes every time they seem to pass bye
hi mother fucker wouldn't miss you if just died
damn thats to crazy
fuck i'm fucking hazy
the periphriel has opened up
and now the mind is changing
i have never met a mind like mine
and thats a damn shame
lonesome on this train of thought
the destinations vacant

directing life in stages
put my life on pages
of medicine and sages
take a pill for false emotion
comatose but wont fall over
modern age zombies in bath salt city
where the sun is always hot and people always gritty
when you have some form of art they think it's always shitty
but where were there ever good ones? i think it is a mystery
so now im just an artist filled with his pride and his dignity
where did all the sense go
music fashion fake gold

i killed your idol
i lit the dark
i opened up what once was lost
i filled your mind
left you divine
this whole damn song was just to find

fill the cup
drink it up
feeling so spectacular
your crew are some characters
funny dudes cant deal with you
look out for the full clip
look out for the crook pigs
swine flu
and bullet holes
kill your dreams
take your soul
my mind was lost but i found it
in the devils hands
dont mind it
he cooked it up in a tar pit
ah shit where'd i go
nuvo and good blow
put me on this rap flow
id like to thank the academy
of glamour whores and bitch hoes
where did all the legends go
where did all the heros go
where is anybody that resembles what they're rapping for
i have been in line and i thin it is my damn turn
the wack shits put behind us
raise some concerns
wack dudes are still rapping
and the dollar sign is all they earn
dollar sign is all they yearn
dollar sign is what they get