Chorus:
What would it sound like to spit the perfect rhyme?
To hit eternal cadence, to flip the words divine
The grip the verbs and find a tale for the times
To tip the curved spine, to rip reserved minds
OK, the government been lying scales are never tippin our way
Always leaving in the opposite direction of equality
It bothers me the ideology we living with hypocrisies aim to stabilize the modern day economy
Picket fences, I come to a consensus we could do more with our military expenses
Senseless GPS can't sense where the end is
Babylon burns bright with no signs of repentance
All that is evil all that is good, all that is mansion all that is hood
Forget the Kamasutra I'm the 1 who wrote the man*script
Inventing new positions give her 1 I call the camel sit
Some may see this as an excuse to act ignorant
We true emcees know that every lines a testament
These funkadelic psyche trips no need for a laptop
No need for the coco-puffs just a mic & a jam spot
All that we looking for's a place to explore
A session & a medi how we can achieve more
Cause galaxies are calling & stars are still falling
The days of Star Trek are far from Terra farming
Terra forming, condo's and liquor storing
This bipedal 4 season business is getting boring
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Never been 1 to write blogs, I write raps
No long range relationships just not into that
Not skypin into that I wasn't really feelin that
If I'm on a world tour she packed on the tarmac
2 wrongs don't make a right & 1 & 1 ain't always 3
There's a thin line between who you are and wanna be
Difference being what I'm seeing might not be what your believing
When your heart & mind ain't even you can't lead the people chieftain
Starting from scratch is like striking a match, don't bait your hook if you don't want a catch
Ill wade in the lake but I won't stay out late cause leaving it to the fates a risk I'm not willing to take
Practice in the pre praying for the post season
My style will not sweeten my chat will not cheapen
Ill deepen complex a walking tetrahedron
I see it my name they all me …. it's Stephen
I call a chemist, get them to litmus test it
The PH is high like me so I fly, to the ends of the universe
Which 1 came first? The physical ascension or the spiritual, the rebirth
You chew toys we rude boys, we smoked out in Oakland
Never touch the coke never had acid burn holes in
My desperation, see I thrive in tribulation
So of course I chose oration as my main occupation
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