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Pen to tablet, acid raps are classic/ Acid cause these raps will burn through plastic/ Classic cause I’m bringing back the phat shit/ Ask if Jim don’t swing on rusty axes/ Battle Jim, don’t make me laugh go practice/ Ask if Jim won’t split your fucking cabbage/ Lettuce headed fellas, get shredded with the propellers, propellers, propellers, propellers, propellers/
Anti-gravitational force when I write/ Lifting soft niccaz like Vimana’s in flight/ That’s a UFO if you don’t know what it’s like/ My grammar like the Rama civilization at height/ Electric, magnetic, copacetic/ The way I set it, is embedded in my dna helix/ You can bet it’s structure, will rush ya up and touch ya, fuck ya up and leave ya in a state of mass destruction/
Cordial, paranormal, when I hit you with the formal oratorial orbital orb oh oh/ Better say it in a Slow-Mo, or they won’t know what the heck you’re saying, that’s a no go/ I make music for me, and if you listen to the E.L.E, then you’re probably not normal!/ Pero como, what’d ya say? Perry Como? No Speaka the Ingles, solo poco, HAHAHAHAHAAH/
Flick you like a moco, then I flip like a moto, bomb ya ship like Isoroku Yamamoto/ Take a pic, my brother what? Take a photo, it’ll last longer than a day on the coco, cocaina, cocaine meng / Fuck it I’mma cook la meth in la cocina/ Now la policia, hey nice to see ya/ Doesn’t officer mean overseer?/
Man it’s rough handcuffed in a two seater, bunch a punks tried to tie the E.L.E up, in my Kia, earlier that day I made a key of mercury uh, adjustable yes indeedah, enough to free a G up, all we really want is our freedom, two liters of iced tea um, free Mumia, and a slice of Mama Mia Pizzeria/
Propellers (over and over again with snippets from the intro)
Friction, diction, causing massive plastic rap extinction, passive listening, add active thinking equals nitroglycerin, blast past existence, past all known fact and fiction/
Much like a vimana, I’mma travel fast upon the, night sky, fly by and leave you gone uh/
Pause like a comma, I’mma be your wonder, I’mma be the thunder, I’mma be the morning after ripped asunder/
Blazing light, Fajr the dawn, ancient rites, fathom the calm, right before blazing the mic, like gathering storms, hail, snow, earthquakes, sounding of horns/
Much like a vimana, I’mma travel fast upon the, night sky, fly by and leave you gone uh/ Pause like a comma, I’mma be your wonder, I’mma be the thunder, I’mma be the morning after ripped asunder/
Now to the future!
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