[Riley Martin I told them of the Bop comet 7 years ago... It is running if you notice on our sensors we have up a ship beneath it ...of great dimensions... All we are trying to do, us humans, is that we not die so soon
[Apathy the Alien Over the earth I Spinning in Wheatfield's While my force fields repel four for broken seals Sedative Bending my brethren, breaking with Yeshua In Bethlehem, The tribal star soul the alien Seth Alam The bears the pentagram, a wormhole/ hologram My body slams man the heavy grams Lay the down; big connections to the Son of Sam and Uncle Sam So SamIam ya fuckin eggs and ham! Performing brain scans and spiritual exams While the mother lands on holy land My mental expands with to span through the galaxy I land in farmers crops out the name 'Apathy' Speaking my name is blasphemy, so me your majesty Majestic phonetics begin to affect your Religiously, I mystically and recite on mic's At Heights Guided by the lights Poltergeist, masquerade as Christ, entice like Fleiss ta put the righteous on ice You're a holographic device, and see through Robotic R2D2, I'm original like Hebrews And 144,000 meant Allah's blessing can keep you gargoyles like Tin Foil they sit upon ya steeple!
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[Ikon the Hologram aka Vinnie Paz] Biosphere; Witchdoctor the cobra spitting venom I adhere! I here with the hearts of the Meek I bring pain, clutch, Iron sheik Order of the Golden I warned; Of biochemical in heads of the unborn! Lion of the tribe of The root of Five rites are rejuvenation A Sacred Master Yehi, All die the staff; Or get burned like Betty and I will laugh Demons at dimensional doorways come this But I will have you hanging from a tree you was Judas Violent The Higher Arc Revelations of the I Voltron; With of Tai Chi Doing battle with seven and ten horns is me! The hologram! Travel I through space My soul cannot be or trapped by mere mortals them! With the pain of scorpion Spitting of the Rings', I brings Diagrams, of hallways and pyramids of the Tribe Mecca's warrior holding Contorting; and aborting The souls of the MC's who made ghosts to do my haunting...
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[Sun Scientifical madness, eliminating masses with tactics Strategic, Weaponry, up your anatomy! inviting me Atomically bombing thee, fraudulent he; With strategy Confusion weaponry, fatalities Intergalactic tactics, shine like With mathematics I ya whole clique splattered the savage
(Ikon the Hologram) The Verbal
(Sun Pharaoh) Causing It's dope shit, through sleep way;
(Ikon the Hologram) ...Hypnosis!
[Sun Try to approach this, I prey like Vultures And feast on the carcass of any 'lyrical I'm sick with, Scientifical madness Pharaoh the seventh sign world disaster Cerebral , Iron Killer Guerrilla Verbal Flames I spit through your chest , Like Tequila Constructing ya Art of War Sun Tzu becomes you, As I run through MC's like Battering rams, you Sun Pharaoh- and the Hologram!
Will space probes in the next discover extra terrestrial analogue? Will space probes in the next century discover terrestrial analogue? Will probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue? Will space probes in the next century discover extra analogue?