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[Apathy the Tongue]
I sit upon a cloud of nuclear waste, haste
The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her spread on my face
As I speak in space touching a piece of a satellite
Resembling wrecking remnants of a soliloquy
Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a
Of a span of seconds to an immortal
Transport immortals in toward an Egyptian land
To erect 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 whales and pirates
Telling tales of left by the gods
Through the center of the sun when they passed the
Jesus was really an ancient astronaut
I attacked mastodons I crashed upon thrown in the Ice Age
And twice laid men's caves with a system of sound
And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the of APATHETIC
The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic
Fugitive limbs for hairy ??? rejects
Exoskeleton of cybernetic inventions
Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks on the train tracks
And when I rap on tracks I attract energy sources
Changing through metamorphous
I travel corridors with orbs of light and torches
We ride away on apocalyptic
And disappear as in the forest
And as shadows in the forest...

- Sampled from "OC - Time's Up"]
Non-conceptual,
Your aura is plexiglas

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

[Ikon the Verbal
On the battleground you can go to war Sudan
But I'm half-man and so you have to
That the other half of me is made of liquid and
Ain't you sick and of people screaming "keep it real?"
I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the
It's war, and Ikon crossbows
But I toss foes the center of the planet
you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
I will send you, through the depths of the
To study of rhymes by the enchanted
Hologram, the verbal war
Traveling in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
If I don't succeed you bleed
The just punishment of the 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 that one time like that one
Uh, my man Stoupe in the house like one time like that one time
My man, Chico in the like that one time like that 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
is bond, Jedi Mind, '97, '98
Rappers, I decapitate that
ALL Y'ALL!