T H E O n E & O n L Y (Bonus Track)

a wise man once said man fear time yet time fear the pyramids

its ironic but its relevant so what you wanna do with the time that you settled in

as the clock ticks towards your final testament the clock will reward winsome to best in men

so i spit ancient scriptures in eloquence i killed the beat and i'm the evidence

i keep it evident i turned the glass on the beat and now there's minutes till the death of it

i'll cleanse your soul from daemons like an exorcist stupid cats will never catch the lyrics that i'm leveraging

this some next era shit 911 terror shit unmarked grave in the dessert shit

never decadent forever eminent spit bars so hard all the stars will be hearing this

just a hardcore lyricist spitting bars for the diligent and those who be feeling it

i place ancient runes on the tombs of ignorant and toss wacker rappers to the abyss of oblivion

fuck derivatives hip hop i'm living it with the beats i get intimate innocence get rid of it

your shit is illiterate lyrics are ridicules bitches spitting some gibberish inconsiderate idiots

vividly killing you cats when digital tracks reveals the lyrical facts you see the minimal max

i take it farther like shooting at mothers in Gaza creating martyrs we made a hell from the cites they harbor

and now they carry more heat then lava the war goes on we all repeat the saga

the viscous cycle scoped by precision rifles religious bibles and undead disciples

i strike you rewire and then ignite you the desire for diamond has got you kinda spiteful

i try to stay open minded thrive to be insightfulbut the but this high state of mind id fucking delightful

i'm a slave to weed and its a shame to be but when i blaze a tree it ain't no taming me

blasting lame emcee's of the continent making they ladies stare up in astonishment

that's your pride homie go home and swallow it blasting rhymes a cold load of hollow tips

grab the beat by the throat and throw bombs at it we armed addicts loaded with automatics

using cautious tactics to get a hold beat and making its soul diciest saver the moment and feast

like a bacon role with cheese or a war over seas they take control and seize all the seeds that we need

now in order for us to breath they must receive hate lust and greed all three will make us bleed

and the power is addictive like space dust and weed its just a contradiction to the way we where conceived

what do you believe ask me we all clueless fiends hatred or wages will make us do stupid deeds

who can see the devastation we humans leave who is free which Revelation is true to be

usually i'm contemplating it fluently causing me mass lunacy spewing these rap eulogizes

doing what cats used to be elusive raps soothens me i'm attached muscly i'm over consuming g

melodies are moving me telling me to ruin beats felonies all through the streets til the beats will be diciest

then at least we can sleep til day and awake and arise to an aching crave

see i'm a taken slave by the way the beat says my name its got me lost in a trance like gaze

which i project into words on the mic up stage my breath get so hot i set the mic ablaze

so i guess you can call it an enlightening phrase i light the j and look at life in a frightening way

my vocals ride the waves until no time remains cause a time delay so we can stop think and find the way

light'ya mind in flame with all these rhymes i spray from outside the frame i stay alive and sane

its the one and only kaser exploding computers overloading as i spit flows evolving

the beats dissolving in the palm of my hand while i expose how this political drama was planned

you wanted the sick shit i just honor demands so i'm teaching wisdom like a scholarship plan