Hope he know to flow to opio's domain
neo tokyo was low on dro going insane
growing his claim that the frame could never break
it goes on forever, its the measures that we take
he levered stakes, stacked against his favor
promised chaos in a seance I would be its savior
demonic flavor, the chronic labor that consumes me
even now while I slowly sip on shroom tea
they groomed me, to advance the holy messages
somewhere along the way got lost up in her bresteses
oh well, did the best I could, every man has a weakness
every man should
he stood to gain very little from his pain
that emanated from a source deep within his brain
so I'll abstain and chart a course to higher planes
depart from this cart for it drives me insane
Getting imaginative from all the crack I did
having to smack a kid, running his mouth again
out to win and I'm south of your spin cycle
went through the rinse I'm a prince cause Ive been vital
got no sense in my mind, just recitals
that I fire at the blind consigned to be my rivals
designed by a force so course that its invisible
the universal mind confined in individuals
its a ritual, bitch you switched centrifugal
riffen through my thoughts but you outta take it literal
shit is critical, even when I'm spliffing
shifting your brain to a plane beyond living
that what I'm given, its all I got
spitting out verses that are worse than the plot
outta get shot, flip the script you're a writer
caught up in the life full of strife the decider
I think I fried her, kentucky fried chickens
you're lucky if you fuck me, I'll leave you finger licken
linger stricken struck by the price of decision
nice with the vice, just a slice of my vision
hit it twice, spit it triplet how yah goin
nit wit in a fit, ripped it through his knowing
and its nothing, he's bluffing, a poser
case open and closer
laced, his flows are impeccable
taste of a style thats so wild its inedible
its incredible profiterole creations
living in the moment and trusting your sensations
plus, busting expectations of your peer group
and trying not to live in weed smoke and beer soup
its clear loops, that can be avoided
ear for the truth with a heart that destroyed it
starting at the end, arrive at the beginning
pull a charlie sheen, sceaming out that you're winning
keep sinning, grinning till the grave stone
penning every rhyme, right on time in the slaves dome
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