Omen, The - BlackBall lyrics

Skin of Melanin. Eloquent and Intelligent Reputations well decorated yours is lacking embellishments Severing heads and ligaments with precision like satellite guided global positioning system With just a spritz of sin and lustful linguistics Living out this lucid fallacy. Clustered within a crew of stars as vast as a galaxy Strike like the fifth tally. Influenced by the bally and the Dalai Lama I'm the n***a they doubted like Obama Lock it, Load it, Aim it, Squeeze it. Close your eyes if your squeamish Running up in your temples intent on leaving you bleeding Please believe it. Lyrical bulimic Swimming in women like Semen/Seamen. Leaving em leaking Leaping Leviticus I'm penning scriptures evidently so ridiculous as sick as syphilis, AIDS, Cancer AND Meningitis Despite this. I keep it 300 like Leonidas as I write this I've transcended Humanly and Flourished to a Titan Recited and Rectified as Whack Rapper Genocide. The Day you all die will be the day that Hip-Hop is revived The livest n***a since A Tribe Called Quest. Breathing life into the genre with this Aether in my breath Yes yes y'all its like that i spit the truth i might just do it til I'm blackballed Yes yes y'all and you don't stop. (yes yes y'all and you don't stop.) And I'm bridging the rigid combine like its h*mogenous Abstruse with the wit. Still echelons from Monotonous A lot of esoteric knowledge litters my innards as I scribble into this index of the lesser key of solomon I solemnly swear to uplift Hell on every instro Dwelling within wherever I live (olive) like a pimento With momentum I devour any beat within momentos Banging out your speakers with the strength of green Lou Ferrigno Gold ropes x Figaros. Black roses I arose invoking holy ghosts hoping one would lay host to my soul yet I am toasting In this circle encompa**ed with five pointed stars Bloodied at my palms stigmatic dropping bombs slick as lip balm Sticking it like syringes in an addicts arm Arm Leg Leg Arm Head prophecies as I embark on this lonely walk through the Valley of d**h Penning hellacious sentences with righteous depths Demonic occult sciences combined with Egyptology dark knowledge within my mind corrupts me psychologically Honestly. I be medicated like Hippocrates. Mescaline and Ayahuasca drowning my esophagus From the Womb to the Tomb. From the p**y to the Sarcophagus You spend your life chasing answers that aren't so obvious Obviously you embody something so celestial You fell from the heavens which makes you extraterrestrial Your soul your spirit. The land that you've inherited The consciousness in your pineal gland just adhere to it Hearing this? Probably not cause it ain't about knots Illuminati got you chasing sh** you'll never cop It's like that y'all. It's like that y'all Why the f** it gotta be like that y'all? Its like that y'all its like that y'all Ima kick that truth until I get blackballed