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[Apathy the Alien
I sit upon a cloud of waste, this haste
The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her spread on my face
As I speak in space a damaged piece of a satellite
wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliloquy
Entity, centuries from the time of man a plan
Of a time of seconds to an immortal
immortals in portals toward an Egyptian land
To then complex architect structures and pyramids
Melted parted with acidic chemical blood samples
From reptilian periods, I travel like the Iliad
But my ship sails amongst cosmic and intergalactic pirates
Telling tales of trails left by the
Through the center of the sun when passed the spot
Jesus was really an ancient astronaut
I attacked mastodons when I crashed upon in the Ice Age
And twice laid men's caves a system of sound waves
And psycho-kinetics, you escape the wrath of APATHETIC
The time has come for man to die, not project phonetics
Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy ???
Exoskeleton of cybernetic inventions
Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks rats on the tracks
And when I rap on tracks I attract energy sources
force through metamorphous
I travel darkened corridors with of light and torches
We away on apocalyptic bear-horses
And as shadows in the forest
And as shadows in the forest...

[HOOK - Sampled from "OC - Up"]
Non-conceptual,
Your aura is plexiglas

the Phenomenon]
I take hold of truth eludes me like sand the cracks in my hands
Retaliatory in apocalyptic lands
Nomadic by the second, but I can't let stress get the best of me
Though it test me on a daily
And traces the tracks of my tears down my cheeks and my lips
Taste the freedom though it seems gravity
As we're chained to this land like Satan's left burning in Chaos
But yet I continue on with no tendencies in my
So right a contradiction, because I'm aware of these tendencies
So ain't my subconscious anymore
More like forces I conversate with, halves thirds and fourths
That I sliced my soul a percentage
I know you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never it
my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
Now I swim through waves of asphalt no place to call home
Yan on the lonely island and see a plastic smile speaking
At varying frequencies, burn out the radio and television
Or simply audible who wear the robes of righteousness
Equilibrium is fucked up from overload
by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
That's like a tightrope between wisdom and insanity
Seems like clarity is the ever elusive
When has the help of the omnipotent force of gravity

[Ikon the Hologram]
On the battleground you can go to war like
But I'm and so you have to ovastand
That the other half of me is made of and steel
Ain't you sick and tired of people "keep it real?"
I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the
It's war, and Ikon carries
But I foes through the center of the planet
you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
I will you, through the depths of the Atlantic
To study of rhymes by the enchanted
Hologram, the verbal war
back in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
If I don't succeed you will
The just of the Apostle's Creed
This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight the heart
You's a actor with a deal trying to play the part

Like THAT, like that one time like one time like that one time
Uh, my man Stoupe in the house like that one like that one time
My man, Chico in the house like that one time like one time
My man Yan the Phenomenon, in the house, like one time one time
the Verbal Hologram, up in the muthafucka
Open up that third before I open it for you
Word is bond, Mind, '97, '98
Rappers, I decapitate that
ALL Y'ALL!