Mission
• Written by Randerson
1st Verse:
Its a cypher lecture, Professor Dr.SWFT
Preach my words of wisdom to the youth give it as a gift
I hope I climb to the top with some fears, when I slip
Adventure up to the mountain with my squad were smokin spliffs
Lets make some chemistry, that has the atmosphere full of energy
I write my sacred poems that full of the creepy imagery
We coordinate the planes right through the line of symmetry
Thats a map planned out with no help from the industries
The heavy climate is to the max with its densities
Randerson's a fucking fiend
Made a lethal trench
Caused a rainstorm because the wizard is exalted
Upon my fiends that worships the term of assualted
2nd Verse:
I play the shit that you will never miss
Adventure through the realm and creep inside Serunda's Kiss
We have the loudest loud so we cultivate the gardens
Exceed organic grow and wait for the harvest
The blood of the gods flow like the rivers of Ancient Babylon
All of the variety choices without a catalogue
Scattered finger beam across the night sky, the constellation
Novel of science fiction when looking at the narration
Kinetic force moves through my body when I give it back
So read between the lines and find parts that are abstract
In concert mode playing Bizet's Entr'acte
Old times, eat some food when people start to attack
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About the Artist
Randerson
Member since November 30 2014