veritas
11-12-2013, 12:13 AM
Question:
Whats the difference between Metropia and revolver?
Whats the difference between my mind and a flying saucer?
Question your existence and you will find their lying coffer
That’s why you stay thirsty in a water world like Costner
My mind is diamond, so it’s easy to drill, or auger
Silently kill, then chill and use your grill to pop the top of my lager
Innocent in court, and on the court I’m a baller
The truth is that I would be dunking if I was taller
Andromedean king, in the ring, pile driving Kaufmann’s like Lawler
On earth my ancient kin buried in the tombs of OLLAM FODHLA
Still pimping, pulling hoes by their collar
Foes know my prose can disclose their squalor
Now you see me, now you don’t….Night crawler
When the nuclear bombs release their EMP
You gon see that KOS always had that ESP
While you prepping for ZOM’s peeping the CDC
And lacking the will or skill to stand up for WHO U BE.
The overused cliché, neo, the matrix, blah blah blah
Just preaching Revelations, oh Si Vous Plait
Never look the gift horseman of the apocalypse in the mouth…cal-ig-u-la
I keep it logical, they all emotional and limbic, Ah-mig-da-la
I don’t need to romanticize I get specific when I counsel Brah
You aint smart or original, here smoke this ounce of duh
Then overdose on the conclusions of this strenuous lecture
Remember the age after the age after this one, before you step to the Rev sir
Cuz it aint a thing to toss your entire mind into a blender
Control-Alt-Delete…..Enter.
Whats the difference between Metropia and revolver?
Whats the difference between my mind and a flying saucer?
Question your existence and you will find their lying coffer
That’s why you stay thirsty in a water world like Costner
My mind is diamond, so it’s easy to drill, or auger
Silently kill, then chill and use your grill to pop the top of my lager
Innocent in court, and on the court I’m a baller
The truth is that I would be dunking if I was taller
Andromedean king, in the ring, pile driving Kaufmann’s like Lawler
On earth my ancient kin buried in the tombs of OLLAM FODHLA
Still pimping, pulling hoes by their collar
Foes know my prose can disclose their squalor
Now you see me, now you don’t….Night crawler
When the nuclear bombs release their EMP
You gon see that KOS always had that ESP
While you prepping for ZOM’s peeping the CDC
And lacking the will or skill to stand up for WHO U BE.
The overused cliché, neo, the matrix, blah blah blah
Just preaching Revelations, oh Si Vous Plait
Never look the gift horseman of the apocalypse in the mouth…cal-ig-u-la
I keep it logical, they all emotional and limbic, Ah-mig-da-la
I don’t need to romanticize I get specific when I counsel Brah
You aint smart or original, here smoke this ounce of duh
Then overdose on the conclusions of this strenuous lecture
Remember the age after the age after this one, before you step to the Rev sir
Cuz it aint a thing to toss your entire mind into a blender
Control-Alt-Delete…..Enter.