Lexicon the Lexiconist - Mellifluous lyrics

[Verse 1: Lexicon] When I tell you I got it Rhyming socket let the shock hit Plotting to bend rocks in half With a sk** that is god sent Allotted, unlock it, thoughts swapping Departing my body Every part of my body Imparting with ghandi It's harder to find me When I'm parting with bomb beats With a sk** thats ineffable An epochal celestial And my message pure but yet They say theres nothing for us I will save us, I'm sonorous I'm the greatest and the purest Its better to be focused young It takes real to notice dumb Infatuation and limerence No accusation of ignorance I search for the inner me Instead of my enemies Spiritual things you cannot see My eyes covered with phosphenes Meetings with agent orange He said he heard the angels calling When i spit napalms Lex in tongues like april morning I stay absorbing Knowledge that I obtain I promise I'll stay the same Dollars won't change my brain No one will know the pain My raps are the novacane Tracks when emotions change I rap and no it's restraint Intact and I'm so ingrain Attacking these donut brains With the zaps that my flows create Amazing amazon with a sword n shield I'm not awarding to k** but its more than thrill To defeat the enemy with an abhorring appeal Some of you got enough money but can't afford to real Abnormally informing gees by lyrics that are crazy Morphine for sore spleens and more feins get lazy Cause pain can turn you cold, its ashame for what is sold Its a game n' what is owed can be exchanged with whatchu know And in the ring of opposites ill be standing The last woman in, withstanding, demanding For a rematch, 5 stages of grief to get you detached [Verse 2: Lexicon] Its hard for me to be apart of this anatomy Because I wanna be cat woman n' take a ma**ive leap Defying physics, my mind exquisite I'm ayatollah with iodine, black jehovah with a quiet mind Inside of us secretly entities, spiritually sent to be On journey of love sensibly not unintentionally Essential needs has a tendency to be shunned though By money power and greed, you only have one soul Back to the facts, i always say i actually rap At first, they thought i was a singer until I sporadically rapped I'm a radical rap patrol, get back in the corner, Pacman Jones