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Esoteric Electricity
- Sun Ra orchestra, son stop, come hop in the nauticas with the gods ‘n us
- Lion hearted like Richard, lines harder than a blind man doing plane charters
- Y’all plain artists, faint harvesters, carvers of wack art, card writer, card swiper
- God like fiery mastery, Kill La Kill esque atrophy, the rap speed is magically
- Pasturing the Maccabees type of armour because nobody attacking me
- Y’all really cracking me up, your shits gotta be crunk or it’s as sloppy as Oliver Hardy drunk
- Skunk competition, flunk out of schoolers tryna duel with this awesome dissin’
- Full of pompous visions, got me thinkin’ the prophecies I’m spitting fought these critics
- Talkin’ to me like sirens from the Odyssey, century old man discombobulating the bitches
- They call me the ego bearer, rhyme architecture verbal pallbearer, wall starer, call mayors
- By first names, verse came first place, I’m Ego the living poet and you know it
- The potent, most open Ghost, kill a bee with a potion without a notice
- The Watcher’s eyes open with his big brother smokin’ trees he be Rollin’
- Swollen cheeks from toting reef’ and troping it through his teeth
- Telling me “Go to Sleep” but I’m not right so you know the poet never sleeps
- Hold the beat
- Malcolm X winters, albums left in turns, watching Salem see a witch burn
- They said a bitch hurt, which bird? No kilo, but you know the people
- Who’d choke some seeds yo, Guts and Zodd countering love with God
- Dumb facades got me my heart cunning up and down above a nod
- Pelle Pelle sporting, bellyaches from Coke snorting, chuck beats like Morton
- Hug creeps when I’m yawning, pawning on raw eggs and swallowin’
- Heavyweight champion of the iron mic, fire in the sky, James Baldwin was right
- Thames fall in the night, Forest of fire coming through, watch out for the fools
- And watch out for those buckets coming to undo your swimming pool
- I paint images in rap like Botticelli, from DaVinci to Nelly, R. Kelly then back to remedies
- Plant medicine, moon shine is bright, let the solar rays out, let them in
- Cater craters to aliens playin’ in my house with me yellin’ “get to letterin’”
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