In judicious funeral parlors of justice
You receive
equal rites through amendments of death
Stand and salute your
president, peasants
Resident bonesmen of the synthetic
In self-evident cities of hell you dwell
With star-spangled hotties
With soft mangled bodies
I see cratered chests through Plexiglas breasts
Compressed in jest by killer clowns
With Gatling gun
cocks that pummel the flesh
Inhale my Green Garvey
Inhale my Green Garvey
As fresh as parsley
With fragrant rhymes that awaken the mind
Like
sunflower baskets brimming with thyme.
No time
I thrive outside of circles
Standing alone in my own zone
Father of Understanding in the center of the pentagram
Father of Understanding in the center of the pentagram
Clenching microphone missile drones
Spinning
Blue beam war clones…
Hashtag dome hoes…
Meat cleavers
Phone receivers
E.T. has phoned home
I’m a Stellar Man with the munchies
I’m a Stellar Man with the munchies
Feasting on light codes in star mode
Blasting through wormholes that burn slow
Withdrawing stardust from supernovas
Splurged from
Milkyway billfolds
Cash cosmic
Can’t stop it
I blast rockets from Hamlett’s Mill!!!
Conducting distant melodies with pomp and reverie
I’ve slowed my flow down so you can savor
The Djedhi Knight with no light saber
The Djedhi Knight with no light saber
Just life savers
With nice flavor
Toroidal verses
I don’t rehearse this
Finger popping portals that are worth a trill…ions
are negative
Sometimes I’m repetitive
When broadcasting live from the stars of the
Pleiades
Ejaculating constellations
From my Third Eye chakra
When I harness the stellar power of the seven luminous
ladies
Yes girl, I’ll tumble for ya honey graham cracker Goya
Yes girl, I’ll tumble for ya honey graham cracker Goya
But this ain’t Culture Club
Just an alphabet thug
Spitting vowel-tipped slugs
Raising continents with consonants
Blasting gingerbread bums to crumbs
Zesty Adobo flow!!!
Spice mics like rice with the passion of Christ
Crack open the bass like a safe
I think this rhyme is a heist
Or better yet it’s a tryst
I bone the beat, I go deep
My nuts are empty tonight
Behold my force, I come forth
Zesty Adobo flow!!!
Spice mics like rice with the passion of Christ
Crack open the bass like a safe
I think this rhyme is a heist
Or better yet it’s a tryst
I bone the beat, I go deep
My nuts are empty tonight
Behold my force, I come forth
Baboon Thoth with Ogun thoughts
I toppled Rome, through my dome, while adorned in Maroon cloth
A wroth underboss Cyclops
Who raised Lazarus from a pine box
Flooding the earth ’til it bursts with ink spills from gold quills
A Seshet cadet
I write for the chill of the thrill
Loose thoughts connect
My light burns from 93 mil
’Cause I’m endowed to move crowds with sounds that astound
Raising the stakes on flakes with new ideas that abound
The voice may be blurry, but the image is always loud
I'm a rising star above your clouds
A wroth underboss Cyclops
Who raised Lazarus from a pine box
Flooding the earth ’til it bursts with ink spills from gold quills
A Seshet cadet
I write for the chill of the thrill
Loose thoughts connect
My light burns from 93 mil
’Cause I’m endowed to move crowds with sounds that astound
Raising the stakes on flakes with new ideas that abound
The voice may be blurry, but the image is always loud
I'm a rising star above your clouds