Cerebral Thoughts

My rhymes are tough like the club used by cave warriors

Enters ya mind like infa-red cerebral wave monitors

Rome werent built in one day by the great Romulus

Invade ya borders like brave foreigners and take hostages

Always in the shadows like C.I.A officers and U.S.A politics

The two faced snakes softened hiss affects my hearing

But never fear him, taking control means better steering

Elevate the rhymes and seperate the mind from the spirit

All my lines are exquisite, the fire has risen, im in this shiznit