Ryanito - The Atlantian lyrics

Ryanito: (i came from a place/ I been around for thousands of years/) Ryanito: Chorus: I done had it up to here/uh huh Running from what you fear/ uh huh No i don't take this for granted/ I'm seeing all this clear/ It never goes as you planned it/ I'm numb can't even feel/ They asking me how I've managed/ Being so outlandish/ These verbs and these nouns i brandish/ Why my flow sharper than steel/ uh huh/ Yeaaaaaaa/ uh huh/ Ryanito: Verse 1: Tell me how it feel?/ Words cut through the flesh at a level thats atomic/ Goofy foot riding through these stars on this comet/ Its Rayo the Atlantian don't claim the god of knowledge/ Egyptians called me that when i taught em how to master water/ As i built the pyramids from heaven to the dirt/ Left answers to the mysteries channeled light inscribed my work/ This is the vocal version of the emerald tablets/ Know your rights of pa**age/ Take your time and ask this/ Before you stands the greatest/ Not the best rapper the top of of the human races/ Notice i said plural thats because were not alone/ History is blurred my purpose on this earth to put you on/ They might k** me here but my higher self live on/ Bound to eternity thats why i write this song/ They might take my body but thats only in the flesh/ My soul transcends dimensions its the meaning of finesse/ Nonetheless/ In a third state of consciousness/ Children of the light i leave em in astonishment/ This is what honest is/ No need to give you grander/ Your ego takes you over and it eats you up like cancer/ Boss like Tony Danza/ Listen up Samantha/ Blacked out on your trail in this jungle with a panther/ You swear that you the pinnacle but i the one who's mystic/ Everything i do defies the laws of physics/ Tyson in this competition, two piece and a biscuit/ Flipping like I'm flipper/ Mr hollands opus call me gifted/ When you finally get with it/ It'll be too late/ My flow is like a samurai time to feel the blade/ Chorus: Ryanito : Verse 2: Tell me how it feel?/ To the touch is it real?/ The force of pa**ing over skin enough to make it peel/ While driving on the road of life stress on every wheel/ I won't stop until i see the light and eat the fruit it yields/ Receptor of the stars/ And a message to the gods/ I auction off the odds/ With this time i make it pause/ Smokey citrine in my hand overtime i write a verse/ A quartz around my neck to protect me from the worst like/ Chorus