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DALI
I GOT THAT WISDOM BODY, KNOWLEDGE OF ANCESTORS GENERATING
HUMANOID MY OCCUPATION, MANIFESTATIONS MAKE MAD ENEMIES DISAPPEAR
THROUGH THE PROCESS OF ELIMINATION
MY WORDS BEARING THAT WEIGHT LIKE THAT BACON
THIS UNIVERSE MY UNIVERSITY, I HOLD A GOD DEGREE
IN MULTIPLE DIMENSIONS, MY SPIRIT AN EXTENSION
OF ALL THAT IS, I GOT GALAXIES COVALENTLY HOLDING ME TOGETHER
MY MUSCLE MEMORY'S BEYOND CLEVER
MY TONGUE HOLD TRUTH, ROCKING THE HEADS OF THE YOUNG YOUTHS
CONSTANTLY BLESSIN’ THE BOOTHS, IT'S ALL UNIVERSAL
HOW I SPOON FEED YOU THESE METAPHYSICAL VERSES
GIVE IT TO YOU STRAIGHT WITH NO CURSIVE
GET RID OF PERVERSIONS IN THE AIRWAVES WITH THE CERTAIN ONES BRIGADE
CALL IT THE AIR RAID OF THE CENTURY
SOCIAL CONSTRUCTS LIKE NIGHTMARISH PENITENTIARIES
THIS POLYMATH OUT LIKE LEONARDO DI VINCI
PARANORMAL
AKA CRUX MOSAIC OF EARTH DIMENSION C-137
ASSASSINS SPAZZING COORDINATED LIKE RIVER TAM ACTIVATED
ENOUGH TO GET CORRUPTED KINGS SWEATING
WE DRAW UNDIVIDED ATTENTION LIKE DIVINE INTERVENTION
A MAN POSSESSED, MONTAGE OF MESS
MENTE MUERTE MISFIT, UNINTENDED KILLJOY IN THE DISTANCE
EDGE OF NO TOMORROW, OVERTHROW YOUR WHOLE COURT OF OWLS
THE HARVESTERS OF SORROW, DECIPHER THE LANGUAGE OF THE MAD
LOCK, STOCK AND MULTIPLE SMOKING BARRELS
GHOST RECON, SHADOW APPAREL CAMO
SPIRITS ENDURE, PHANTOM WARS, SHADOW PLAYERS, PRAYERS ON A BATTLEFIELD
SHAMELESS TURN SHAMEFUL, CRIMINAL TURN CRUSADERS
THIS A FAT KNEEL SCORE OF THE SCARRED MEETS THE QUIET STORM
WORLD IS BLACKENED LIKE THAT FIRST SONG OFF AND JUSTICE FOR ALL
DOGMA OF ATTRITION, BRAINSTORM WITH BISCUITS
ON THE WATCHLIST SINCE THE BOMBING OF THE CYBERDINE BUILDING
BOBBY CRAVES
WON YOU OVER WITH ONE UNDER, IT'S NO WONDER
THE THUNDER CRACKS BATS, BOY WONDERS AND FUNK CLUNKERS
WE UNDERGROUND BUNKERS, FULLY TO THE NUCLEI
RADIATE AND DON'T COMPLY WITH WHO AM I
IT'S A MATTER OF OPINION WE BEEN GIVEN
RETURN OF THE LIVING, DEAD HEAD UNFORGIVEN
CONNECTED TO THE MISSING LINK, TRINKETS BE DISTRACTING THINKING
SURELY GOT THE MIND SHRINKING
RINKY DINKING, TAKE IT TO THE BRINK THEN CIRCLE BACK
ACE UP THE SLEEVE BUT AIN'T SAYING JACK
IN FACT, TIME TELLS FORTUNES OF UNFORTUNATELY
DEATH TO THE HORDE, STRIKE ACCORDINGLY
BORN TO BE DRUNK AND DISORDERLY, BUKOWSKI IN HIS PRIME
ONE TIME FOR THE OPTIMUS AND INFINITE BLISS, IT'S LIKE THIS
A LITTLE MORE THAN IT USED TA
LIVING IN THE PAST GOT ME STUCK IN THE FUTURE
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