Prince Ea - The Lyrical Gra**man lyrics

Verse 1: Prince Ea How you better than me and you can barely set up a line? I write rhymes from 7 to 9 inside my impeccable mind It'll take more than a second to find (you) Cause you think a light-year is a measure of time You better rewind, oh you ain't done yet? It's like you a blind man and I'm trying to define a sunset You dumb vex never get a chance to see it Even if you could, you wouldn't understand the meaning When the, man is speaking it's unique Like the newly discovered DNA strands of Jesus Like the hidden temples underneath the sands of Giza I'mma take you on a trip to the land of Egypt Maybe after that we can see Atlantis Talk semantics in the underwater mansions I apologize if I'm too pedantic My damn standards force me to write rhymes in Sanskrit For your grand kids Cause I'mma be dead and gone... Before you people even get to understand this I expanded from an atom to a solar system With rhymes stronger than Lindsey Lohan's coke addiction Einstein was my old apprentice The fabric of time and space gets erased when I fold dimensions You know I'm hot, you get popped if you don't admit it n***as at the top get shot, dropped, and over-written Don't you get it you a**hole? You got to play my records backwards if you want to decode my lyrics I spit sicker than cobra venom Flow like the old boats in Venice The world is a motion picture And everybody's on the road to riches I'm living with the crows and pigeons Not to mention my clothes are ripping But money means nothing after you die Only knowledge, wisdom, your soul and spirit are transcending Now, take a minute to breathe n***as wanna be lead, then hell give them the leash I change, what you believe like the Nicene creed I come from a long list of Merovingian kings I'd rather, die on my feet than ever live on my knees I've been rhyming over requiems and symphony beats And realized, life is an extension of dreams Electrical signals from a video stream Go into your brain from a trans-dimensional feed Now wait, does that make sense? You could literally be a brain encased in... A jar wired up to a computer laying on a table in somebody's basement Crazy ain't it? That's the tip of the iceburg Wait 'till I discuss quantum mechanical time curves Cosmological perturbation theory Will make your professor start guessing, unable to think clearly You better hear me it's your last chance You dumb f**s are just stuck in two dimensional flat land I'm in the jungle, just past the gra**lands Shake hands with the lyrical gra**man