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• Written by Catch22
My world spinning faster than I can walk around it/
Circumference is off,trying to round it off spherical/
Graphics-nah you can't graph it or sketch over it/
But once you see it from my point of view might wanna change your angle/
Ninety dergees two puzzle piece missing
One eighty-three sixty-so run it six ten
Then measure how it comes out
How everything turns out
Pull you away from the game and enter a matrix
Math a mathamatician like mathrix
Rabbit out the hat that's tricks
Kill the rabbit What tricks
If death is a treat then life isn't peace
You easy paper-you crease
No grease-clean hands ocd for shaking
Hands with strangers/
Commotion plus emotion-heart is automotive
Commentated by gods-so I rap gods-
Write sacred lyrics read it backwards-
Dislexic-with my dualistic-hermetic-dialective
Retro spectik-highly fascinated-hallucinations
To realise this is realistic the feature of the future
No computers-hard drives and rebooters
Spam virus your ham-cache and cookies
These rookies isn't ready I ain't limp buiscuit
Nor pork in my gravy-yeah I'm poor-but I'm paving-
My way don't deny no delay
Relaying up my lays
Relacing up my jays
Tear it all down then build it again
Break a bone once healing back stronger
Auroa never been brighter
Cut my momma lights out so i became our only lighter
That's gas up expanding bigger till ima walking flamethrower
Yeah I used to spit candles now I'm chewing up solar flares
And spitting torches-
Across these courses-
The superhuman obtaning his forces-
Training harder for survival- I've longed for this arrival
Now I'm here hip hop-here to take the title
Entitled in stone-etched in the throne-
Speaks of a legened to return once again-
I am the ritual-in the scripture-compare the picture/
Secret litature bitch I am the ocean fit for any object
To object me-till they feel my wave-and thank they can surf me
I was born in the heavens to compensate these demons
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Catch22
Member since August 20 2015