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Elements of Macrocosms (Single for “Genesis’ Kreation”)
- (Kalligraphy)
- Genesis generation, gentrification of generals
- Cathedrals in intervals of generous decimals
- I generate gentle genius across generations
- Geniality in my genome, genetic alliteration
- Yall aren’t on my generatrix, none of yall relations
- None of yall genograms, yall in a different matrix
- Galleries of galaxies beyond the wall of space
- My anthology I collect is like bees with anther
- I’m anthesis, forever blooming out of cancer
- Words become the works of Tesla, anthropomorphic
- I’ve absorbed the energy from the non anointed
- And painted many murals, frescoes and portraits
- And sold them to Leo, ‘Angelo and fortunes
- Fortunately I’m fluently, fanatically important
- To he who finds ancient medicine in the moon
- Bless the tomb of myself and my mothers womb
- I catch entendres like waiters serving entrees like a football to Warren Moon
- I should’ve warned you sooner about my unwarranted doom
- I got tapestries in my mentality, that’s factuality
- I come from the artists that have passed and left their mark
- I emerge out the dark without hardness in my heart
- The most heartless heartfelt person with a spark
- I can sell water to a shark
- (G FaceMurderer)
- Clear bubbles of adolescence that's effervescent, cleared Mt. Everest, you frozen in rest, I'm frozen in time for the best dressed.
- Übermensch I'm the best guest, this be the best guess for a man standing tall, green line test, couple of ex breakers, a legged locked mess.
- GK 'till infinity, 93 causing mischief, Lebron prime 93, lucky tee with lucky tea, lucky jerseys that teams swap meet.
- Others be that swamp meat, G' be that alligator, chomp leaps, chop beats, elevator song buffering, outline chalk of dead concrete.
- Curbed stomp this sonata, sinatra, ocean blonde jazz, pink and white chromesthesia, Beat Saber that bleed synesthesia.
- Witch voodoo like santeria, God got my back, them reapers got no fear off, cherubim weep 'till dussehra.
- Desolate Sahara, scorching horror, G' a Socrates scholar, remember Cera? The one with Ramona, that flowered babies and mad fathers.
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