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flourish
02:28
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(this must be heaven)
I must be at the surface,
I must, be at the surface,
...
orbiting the cruelest of days,
the Oracle war of his place,
check
spokes turning, sandman hand dragging
spoke daydreams
jaded stream,
one path dove amongst of tongue of Lovecraft
drunk rafting on the the reddest sea,
ember speak, then render me penman never leave
sunk ephigies
bury these hellish scenes and venture free
belly beast
draining breath from torn audience, causing a haze
glorious story of ages
aura cool as cold wind blows
oracle performs like its home zone though
lonliest alley cat
rally brats tally,
the anarchy valid its parody
to allow 'em to act
sanity apt
carry me, we dragging me back
I don't actually manage the grab
It's manufactured
fracture the clash
flash in the pan
damned hands capture panorama
led King's aramada flag blacker sink faster
but its all formed of more honest shit though
99 brains led pain to double O,
toxic spit
...
(If there's a heaven, and God I hope there is,
I know he's sitting up there drunk as a fucking monkey, and smoking shit,
'cause he done left his pains down here)
'Check the dimension of phycosis, when I recall
it I release it, through the ether, it breathes'
...
Check the memorandum blend in every parchment
plan your paper
the ten points on the checklist
Check the labours and commandments
Empty compartments
sit atop the hollow bones in a wing advancement
check
the druid with the triple eye
form the corvid enchantments
When laying fingers upon my occupant
Tri eye
eyelids blink sideways on the oculus
night vision range comparable to binoculars
its like
do you see the surface?
no I don't
do you see the surface?, yo?
I don't I don't
do you see the surface?
no I don't, I never will, I never ever will
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2. |
arc path
02:00
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Decayer spit through decades
for future gen players In vain,
rung slip fallen change tundra
Pulled under, mood drooler vibe cooler
ice lake panorama
lung like a train motor and the brain armoured
Crane, karma white lotus ,tiger paw guarder,
can’t part a path but the stars will guide farther
mainline vices from the Holy Ghost father
till my sayings drape clothes for the truly lost
darker
black rooms and vacuums, add to my rap brew
cracked view dank blew blank
I do stand true slipping coz
I ooze black goo tsunami spit views like
the dead army
wretched carved meat the shard dance
on sands turn glass with rhyme chant
advancement
hardly
that of pure soul combo, on road to husk
occupation, honour role, in mode rupture
dusk parter with droning martyr stance hung
craft sun,
son holds nova in palm for no one arrangement
but the elements prove sorry in time its sacred
less the venom seeps through the quarry bind light in training
insect repellent for dumb talking mozzy bites
except defy raining
mystified shaman
following, lights guide like Rayman
raid team awaken ride to die, sign away
doom meeters chew through the surface, loots taken
one for all all for nothing
its summoned
wonderful thunder tongue blunted
it once sung shit
but I clung too tough you try hunted
traps backfire you want redo but sunk ships
wont patch, the dunce hat fit tight
sit while the kid nice
ink vials and scribble little lean eyed
circle rowed
as spliffs by the fire ignite
we kings in the one tribe
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surfacing
01:40
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redder sediment
clear the surface of tension elements
then begin cleansing, emptiness we enter in
the pen don't make bread
so lengthy is the burning embers in my belly
caged threat, free
placed bets under aiming drakes
grey crept,
ace left
cradling a late death
draping on bayonet
I don't leave crumbs for past selves to come to find
like, why design under finite time?
thunder strikes triple in same place again
trailing as an ape men fade out
sabres save
swinging doubt lies between my eyelids
blinking wont change when the dark surrounds
tied grip
mic on rope burn not the fire from my lips
creation springs true
aching as the ink grew
well I wilt well
well to tip duct welling
swelling blots hell in blocks rotting
stopwatch magic freeze so mic rocking
from cold breath, oh I seize like copping
from the trees I might sloth in
puff the sheep bodies and
dove-like
stun light upon eyes
cliff diver from the sheep heard
dusk clutcher, glug a ruptured sentiment and
tug a sky drone down,
the signs dont roam the grounds
I don't find them proud
...
but I know the mothership is down
oh how the sunny script is found
hung the sun behind mist, now
the druid might kiss the finish
climb out
spit the illest, choir clown
zion bound wires wound stringent
fly defyer system unhinging
wisdomless thinking smoke rings filling
clipped the wing inner dreams blinking
I will never sing in same syncing
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