Pat Battle - Sonitas Omega (Intro) lyrics

Yo, it feels good to be alive in this solar system I'm on a mission with rhythm and creative composition Invadin' your vision with oracular vernacular Imperative narratives impairin' the faded competition The main thing is logic ain't what it seems Like a puppet who's discovering it's possible to cut his strings And if he's wondering what's with all the thundering and rumbling The world is crumbling, and oh another thing - Once upon a dream I had a scheme to spawn a lexicon Of fresh bombs stronger than the weapons on Decepticons Steppin' upon an echelon to captivate imagination This documentation will live on whenever I'm dead and gone Four plus three, a renaissance in an epiphany Given in urban ministry, a symphony of imagery Like sonnets and soliloquies, lyrically my abilities Will be the epitome of light in the face of villainy, see I got a weapon that's kept inside of expression The medicine one would reckon to jettison this profession I'm inventin' from genesis new benevolent elements Propellin' and stoppin' hip hop's irrelevant pestilent nemesis Step to the exit when I enter the premises With investment in rhetoric - A quest for intelligence I'm the writer, star, musician, director of every measure To present this in fictional definition, it's my pleasure kids Yo Now get to stompin' and nod your noggin like gothic rockers Moshin' in this gritty post-apocalyptic Windy City My mentality is witty as Walter Mitty's reality Kinda trippy, the galaxy got me dizzy While gravity's tryin' to get me, I levitate with treble and ba** With a different scientific vessel of faith I'll level every decibel with a thesis full of verbs, I - Came to break the fourth wall to pieces with my third eye My view's elusive, in tune with lucid acoustics Use it, don't rebuke it, this is Stormtrooper music stupid I'm rulin' and schoolin' rappers in math If you're truant to my cla**: "You - Shall - Not - Pa**" Uh I'm 'bout to harpoon the moon And ama** all the stars as I drag it towards Mars Spittin' Milky Way bars within a rant that you can chant to It's all part of the plan man, don't tell me what I can't do My achy-breaky made me bake me up a query Do I take a chance and try to enhance my grand theory? Or debate my great escape cause I'm sick of the human race? Vanish from this place without a trace because I need space Get it? And if you didn't, then your mind frame is awful So I'm hopin' what I'm quotin' will call you all into motion Regard me as an apostle with colossal verbal gospel Deep and ancient as fossils down at the bottom of the ocean You want a comatose flow? You know you got the wrong guy I'm sharper than a Hatori Hanzo blade upgraded to Bankai Cut from Adamantium, indestructible weapon I'll sever a misconception into seven separate sections I know I got the smarts and heart, so I'ma start to play my part By keeping art alive and dope and vibrant like kaleidoscopes Knock villains to the curb when my words burst Scott Pilgrim'll have to wait until I face the world first I plotted out this anthology as an aid for you To wade your way through the monotony of this hypocrisy And possibly follow me through this odyssey of quality ballads Imagine that it's technology buzzing audibly with magic I'll siphon all the static and I'll pack it In a bowl, light a match, and smoke this planet off its axis Stranger than fiction My dictionary addiction puts adventure in my bones More than Indiana Jones, still I'm - Feeling alone with this role I'm a**umin' As if this life is just a show and I'm the newest of Trumans So I'm emergin' with versions of my very own allegories A horde of glorious stories reported in categories From a rebel who meddles in verbal metals like an alchemist Animated audio, lyrical Super Mario With incredible food for thought provokin' focus on the alphabet So no I'll never shut up, not until I get that 1-Up