Tom Solar - Prophecies lyrics

[Intro] Sample from interview with Noam Chomsky [Verse 1: Tom Solar] Frightening white boy, cancer in his camo pocket Been shot down his whole life, he like an ammo socket He got the shock factor, messed up off the Buddha The most wanted rapper after Pac left for Cuba It's not hard to see, nah It's a prophecy for the future Where I gots to be Rocking b**hes' boots off You best not test the chest capacity to rap Or I'ma knock your vest inside your chest cavity, snap! Catching bodies, the lobby's getting foggy'd up Rapping naughty, stop, then crumble up a full blunt That Pilates flow, so healthy, you welcome Every position in the book is the fulcrum [Bridge] I right hooked them all, left them itching for a surgeon The spit'll put you underneath the surface like an urchin I'm underground, better get your aim low Can't burn me with the ether - it's already in my vein flow [Verse 2: Tom Solar] Look, I shot a rapper down in his home Twenty more in comas off the dome and Ten felt my bad breath, five knew the danger That's 36 bodies, one for every chamber In my multi-complex, this a multi-rhyme flex Designed to vex minds, perplex you like a bi-s** Cooking schemes up to appease the buck dreams Put the py (pie) in Pyrex, stir in the cream Pun sauce sticky with it, bars pa** the gun course Critical hit, blow off a zit, spark like Sun Source Jack your rib cage incognito and roast it in Reno Make a beat sound Preemo (primo) with it Words is loaded, Peace/Pulitzer (piece pull-itzer) prize holder Eyes swollen, stoned off the highest boulder The finest rock, gotta shop for it, highest order The rock is me, obviously too hot for walking over