LYRICS//
-In the heat of the night, I mourn scenes having reason to write reinforcing sequels is me enforcing,
Lethal mindstate, weapon zero, x
mind stay apparently Bombayd and constantly vexxed
Clutch gamma rays like galactus,gutter serenade where primarily stunned colours is flashing pumped, like the house of pain in the attic
they speak of the kid as if it was automatic,
so buckle in we going kinda DC style vicing on em microphones transmitting from the hearth of Gotham got em like, you aint my king a trillion trillium pardon no i wont show em a dark pit bottomless yet
yet, still
the master of the guild,
the one revealed the half pill, out
chill while i fix out the mullah
Mellow set naked girls on the divan pout
she was the type, whiskey, depending on the service
I took the left angle she preferred sangria
I see that, im a one up that,
we could go back to my place, and have some dirty (sex)
Its already paid for so what the (heck), fake emcees is weak for days from a wave of criticisms, disrespect unexpressed sucker...
I'm constantine, the king, climbing out of the gutter,
Onwards and forwards, shake the four walls
hold no convictions, burned all the folders Translucent humans aint fly off the art form
rappers build mountains from a house of cardboard you've been Forewarned,
I will spread through ya consoles
form kinesthetic bonds with ya eardrums its been foresworn
Grandfather Mantis 7th Galaxy
like the floor boards worn

Who foresees problems will overcome
who sees all colours and shades
who sees water more colour than prodigal
brought the sun, more rain than sartre,
top of the chain, more seeds than cloud chronicles,
more range than god particles, these humans
is basic level entry mathematical spell-charters I'm in the rivers
don't want a statue praying for me,
I'm the one hungry like cannibals surrounded by,
meaning i pound the pavement raising Caine constantly
a view to a kill but I live modestly
why, i guess you need a reason no
but the answer is another thousand years of solitude,
These Translucent Humans should get off my planet, or at least my cloud, who,
brew strychnine tea for pit viper types immune
to ya nasty venom, grandfather mongoose,
imperial lineage.