Prism

Brain fried, cyanide like

Spike on the psyche, sike see,

I'm on a timed chime, every time a clock hits nine

My 2 cents dropped, 54 at 9AM,

In a year maybe I'll be makin more than 12 dime a day,

Brain away on a one way,

Not even aware what I've made

Just aware of what I take.

(In this prism, pissin old-boy wisdom

Wishin I wasn't stuck in my own prison

Thoughts go steady on a piston

Pistol whipped the trigger glisten so distant)

Wear the skin of a snake, oaken stake

Snare grasp in a lake

Gasp for air, but I expect no aid

Verse with my mind as the chorus fade.. (Peep the tape)

 

Offspring ponder on the broccoli,

Oddly feeling obsolete - broken ancient prophecy

Alien in my pod, you see, seeing faith not work for parents audibly

Feeling like "obviously", mind on a spazz feeling like omni-being

Feeling like Ulysses in the Odyssey, oddity within poverty

I'm odd you see, moved my piece of a monopoly but in jail for cult-like monarchy

Markers marking my mark of a ark, checker board probably

Bomb on bingo proximity, game of 'Mine' clicked a bomb and made deadly symmetry

Playing strings like listen to the beautiful symphony,

Godly orchestra - watch them sin for me, simply with synergy

Yellow with empathy, Simpson screen seen glaring off the television livestream

Scene gleam hi-def light beam, beaming on a humanoid breed

Off a live-feed like the carrots eaten with broccoli live,

Archives awfully scattered on a tide

Mind on Tide, deterrent determined from the detergent,

I'm digging and digging like a surgeon

Line after line but can't find the true unbirthing

Rhyme after rhyme thoughts still scattered unearthly

Time beats time, don't matter how wordy I make the raps

Shit still scattered all over the maps

And some shit don't belong on it's own, wonder how long it may last

Victim of the Silence Of The Lambs,

Palms shaking like laps ran, soaking damp

Lamp dark illuminating a lack of land inside the man

Sold my soul to the devil, triple six, sixes-1-sixes, damned!

Everywhere like the cramp, forehead open further to reveal a blown amp

Galaxy map, fallacy mapped of a mishap

Missed nap, walls closing in, bugs roaming an

The doors opening, dope fiend of a soaked king

The fur drip while he proclaim on the podium

Membrane on a full set-up rotary

Earthquake analytics wroten on a gory sheet of inquiry

Questions go through and out like rusted machinery.. What you don't know, what's hurting me

 

Brain fried, cyanide like

Spike on the psyche, sike see,

I'm on a timed chime, every time a clock hits nine

My 2 cents dropped, 54 at 9AM,

In a year maybe I'll be makin more than 12 dime a day,

Brain away on a one way,

Not even aware what I've made

Just aware of what I take.

(In this prism, pissin old-boy wisdom

Wishin I wasn't stuck in my own prison

Thoughts go steady on a piston

Pistol whipped the trigger glisten so distant)

Wear the skin of a snake, oaken stake

Snare grasp in a lake

Gasp for air, but I expect no aid

Verse with my mind as the chorus fade.. (Peep the tape)

Creases showing as knowledge, tied down with a switch, date rape

In my own jail trying to find escape.

Rhyming the truth yet I still feel fake

Taking claim, I don't give a fuck about your rate

Feeling like betrayed.