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Cambrian Explosion
- //Verse 1
- People say I’m a wannabe, yet I’m nothing but a gonna be.
- Game’s a lottery, fusing debauchery and philosophy.
- Socrates’ property eradicated by orthography.
- Just an anomaly and an oddity, 'cus novelty's in the glossary.
- Lockerbie economy mockery democracy monarchy.
- Constantly and horribly diminishing this monopoly of sodomy.
- Not just a gotta be, but a lauded ought to be.
- A harmony followed by a lyrical odyssey.
- Linguist Castro, prolix fiasco.
- Hot fire flow blows like Tabasco.
- Cold wind gusts bust like Glasgow.
- Contemporary classic, Space Age Lascaux.
- Spitting orders of magnitude in Pascals.
- Cruising down Vasco, I'm never fragile.
- Gotta battle the castle, crackle the scandal.
- Jackals vandalizing Handel’s sandals.
- Millions and millions' ears go bad with my vocab.
- Yet I’m rapping with taste, ain’t Conan the nomad.
- Vanquishing line by line, Romans roaming the homeland.
- The lyrics and beats, just the code and the program.
- //Chorus
- Newcomers emerge along with the explosion.
- Old men shrivel at the zenith of the erosion.
- (x2)
- //Verse 2
- I’d be filing these phylums, giving light to asylums.
- 'Cus the item is silent, well I’m riding the island.
- I’m fighting these pylons, from Thailand to Iceland.
- Ain’t frightened of tyrants, reliant to giants.
- Goliath the Lion, complete silence of Mayans.
- Himalayans are trying, the violence of climates.
- Ides of the iron, need a vitamin for islets.
- Tides be rising, 'cus this environment wants a diet.
- It takes six fucking degrees to liquidate the Earth.
- Don't require dick sucking police to irritate a jerk.
- No need to imitate berzerks, cus I illustrate a perk.
- What indicates and implicates that I discriminate middleweight perverts.
- Hanging out with anagrams, spoonerisms and malaprop.
- Catalog, rapping 'bout Hoover wisdom and analogs.
- At Camelot, bayonetting the dragon's heart.
- Ain't an action star, but I'm acting hard til I rip your ass apart.
- Playing words one by one, doing some #metty and #fish.
- Spraying verbs cus I'm steady, right, I'm ready to diss.
- Taking first, I'm not Gilgamesh, nor some Enkidu shit.
- I'm making birds, with this aching verse left to spit.
- //Chorus
- //Verse 3
- If Paleozoic were rap, I'd be the trilobite.
- I'm zero stoic, yet grasped that Randy Rhino bites.
- In the pocket of genes, determining whether you're albino white.
- Ain't rocket machine, deciphering an enigma with blindfold sight.
- Next level #rapping, #knots needing to be #tied.
- Wrecked devil fapping, dazzling of a ruby twine.
- Doesn't give a fuck about #couture, I just hurl the suits behind.
- Recruits resign, ignoring Dock Martins' future boot designs.
- Get grip from a #tentacle of a #cephalopod,
- #Chick's #Siamese, rentable thingamabob.
- #Mo' #brides from Yakutsk, damn her of gigaflops.
- Strobe lights abuse, cram her with millibars.
- Take her to Arkhangelsk, archangels got tangled.
- Makers nonfatal, baking rectangles from mangles.
- Want me to vanish? Fine, just burn me in.
- Beyond deep yet banished, not waiting for Permian.
- //Chorus x2
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