Saint
03-12-2024, 09:58 PM
Posted by: Architect =[@] on May 04, 1998 at 04:47:46 PM PDT: Davey Ds board
...oOo. The Chaos Effect .oOo...
(= Stage Beta =)
Countdown is over, the comprehension engines ignite
Destination? The outer limits and the lyricals take flight
Tect’s imperial might, the everlasting aerial right
To destroy by serial those who rely on a miracle on sight
With spherical might, the smallest surface area to front
Making it difficult for emcees to backstab and pull stunts
The Sphere is dense, you’re under its influence and power
Like Critchton i’ll write about how it made you cower
In shame, thought you had fame, but woke up to a cold shower
Cuz in this game, your shit’s tame, while we bloom like wild flowers
Taking the Scent of hip hop through dimensions of Space and Time
Genius like Hawkins, explaining its History and mystety through rhyme
It be our mission to take out wack emcees with precision
Ripping their atoms apart like beta-particle emission
Or nuclear fission, or making surgical incisions
A phD in rhyme, lyrics multiply in your mind like cell division
Leavin’ the DNA strands of wack emcees undone
Alpheratz has risen, like a phoenix out of the sun
While other enterprises burn on re-entry
I got lyrical asbestos, Hiphop? Tect needs be its only sentry
Travelling past star constellations, like Orion
To shine we make our own light, like positively charged ions
Passing ALTERNATE REALITIES and alien landz
Where they put lasers and nines to your head while making demands
For respect kid, but check it, and wreck it, cuz they don’t deserve shit
Before they’ve even heard of the rhyme they think they can reserve it
They perverted, i’ll scatter these kids across the universal plane
These aliens be unknown to me, but they make rehearsals in my domain
Plain, like the Borg, all got the same deprivation of common sense
Thinking they’ll Assimilate us, but we counterattack with lyrical malevolence
We’ve battled our way to our destination, reversing alien attacks
Mission Control, prepare for initiation, behold ... the Star of Alpheratz...
(=Prepare for ~Gamma~ Stage=)
Architect
Alpheratz and BLAHS, On Point like Tiger’s Claw’s
Prop to all Graff Writers and Lyricists...
...oOo. The Chaos Effect .oOo...
(= Stage Beta =)
Countdown is over, the comprehension engines ignite
Destination? The outer limits and the lyricals take flight
Tect’s imperial might, the everlasting aerial right
To destroy by serial those who rely on a miracle on sight
With spherical might, the smallest surface area to front
Making it difficult for emcees to backstab and pull stunts
The Sphere is dense, you’re under its influence and power
Like Critchton i’ll write about how it made you cower
In shame, thought you had fame, but woke up to a cold shower
Cuz in this game, your shit’s tame, while we bloom like wild flowers
Taking the Scent of hip hop through dimensions of Space and Time
Genius like Hawkins, explaining its History and mystety through rhyme
It be our mission to take out wack emcees with precision
Ripping their atoms apart like beta-particle emission
Or nuclear fission, or making surgical incisions
A phD in rhyme, lyrics multiply in your mind like cell division
Leavin’ the DNA strands of wack emcees undone
Alpheratz has risen, like a phoenix out of the sun
While other enterprises burn on re-entry
I got lyrical asbestos, Hiphop? Tect needs be its only sentry
Travelling past star constellations, like Orion
To shine we make our own light, like positively charged ions
Passing ALTERNATE REALITIES and alien landz
Where they put lasers and nines to your head while making demands
For respect kid, but check it, and wreck it, cuz they don’t deserve shit
Before they’ve even heard of the rhyme they think they can reserve it
They perverted, i’ll scatter these kids across the universal plane
These aliens be unknown to me, but they make rehearsals in my domain
Plain, like the Borg, all got the same deprivation of common sense
Thinking they’ll Assimilate us, but we counterattack with lyrical malevolence
We’ve battled our way to our destination, reversing alien attacks
Mission Control, prepare for initiation, behold ... the Star of Alpheratz...
(=Prepare for ~Gamma~ Stage=)
Architect
Alpheratz and BLAHS, On Point like Tiger’s Claw’s
Prop to all Graff Writers and Lyricists...