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 Chorus: x2 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 Chorus x2