[Verse]
(Amazing)
A luminary consuming cherries, mushrooms and berries
Beneath the endless skies in gemini, in June I’m in tune with fairies
Lit pituitary
(Very interesting face)
I see tombs in [?] civilized, they had sewers ready
(Like I knew it would be)
Some lift the bricks huge and heavy
During the same time Sumer had levees
They fertilized with cow manure, the water fluid was steady
Now the scrolls are buried, palms that are old and sweaty
Took the cloth off the bottle and dashed rosemary
Then anointed his own skull and faced the North Göbekli Tepe
Turkey, Xerxes, Persia and the Mebes
My words to MCs
You look for herb, you speak to a bush with burning leaves
Remove your shoes, fall on your knees
This is not Heavy Mental
This the master of the mysterious, the mind moving the macabre
Manipulate mercury perfectly, my dark matter is horror
The golden guru of Google
The yahweh of Yahoo and YouTube
Arm Leg Leg Arm, horns and crown of thorns head
Spawn the Dawn of the Dead
All the natives are blue and the sky was red
And at night the tribes glow like stars
And all the planets look like feathers on heads
Little Water’s talking from the medicine bed
Ate unleavened bread, buns from the sun of heaven
Fed crumbs from off the floor
Greeks with no teeth, just gums
Lick with their tongue
Sit at the master’s feet, were bums
Beggars, their legs were too weak and numb
Their gestures pointed to their deceased and young
Who else you know can rhyme like this?
Who else you know can take your mind through a time you felt exist?
Quiet your brain, let me help you with it
It’s getting hot, check the Celsius
Hell melting every cell in yourself
You burn, turn your shell into a crisp
Your spirit leaves your physics like a mist
To the outer limits and the alchemist under your algorithms
Every sentence in my albums written
Attempting to give you power building
Maybe turn you into flower children
The lotus, they notice when the alpha’s risen
My ascension go through cloud dimensions
The mouse is fast, but the owl’s sitting
His talons hidden for gripping
He’s silent in blizzards
He flew down, touched the ground as a wizard
As he walked, he morphed into Priest
When he walked through portals like the immortal light
Meditating, shutting doors
The more I write, all the crystals in my house come together to form organite
The windows open up by themselves
Curtain blows, menorahs light
I hold onto the string theory
I pause, looking up at my higher self like I saw a kite
Divinity around me like a king surrounded by all his knights (Amazing)
The proto-origin of blackness
The sun’s like oranges in patches
I pick and put them in baskets
Tree of life, his eyes is red, his teeth is white
(Very interesting face)
Wooly head, his feet ignites, features of Christ
(Like I knew it would be)
Unleashed the dead with me on the mic
Monumental Congo temples
Confidential, cosmo ceremonial science
Serious super mind, manufacture of manuscripts mutating while rhyming
LL Leon devil spawn
Hellish forms of angelic zealics the rebellious warned
The selfish from dorms were relics are torn
I’m meditating with the natives in the sweatbox
Water drops from the wet rocks
Our minds are free as it gets hot
Now I play chess a lot
Study the Ma'at and the Sefirot
I leave ox megabot, Ziggurat spirit watch
A witch’s knot, I’m Mr. Spock in a mystic spot
I’m from the hominid that’s dominant
A king’s continent, streams of consciousness
Look around, there’s crowns on a winged monument
The smoke rings are opening
See my providence of promises, the source of confidence
Gods and goddesses bask in the ambience
Most High should die if I should die before I wake
And feel the evil embrace of the eagle’s lethal claws
Fit in my pores and face
I pause as I’m left and taken away
Back to his cosmic nest, I’m losing consciousness
My spirit disconnects as it devour my flesh
It’s called the coffins caressed
The Heru hug, you are now with us above
Amongst the angels of love
There’s Abel, there’s [?], there’s Gabriel
That’s Tahuti, that’s Taharqa
That’s Tamusi and I’m the father
Golgotha, now it’s just a riverbank with seagulls and otters
And fish that’s swimming through the skulls of heroes and martyrs
And right above is just a ground zero for joggers
In the days of old they said they created souls from the wheel and the potter
The Kabbalah scrolls said it’s the wheel of the macabre
From the pineal is the zeal is the seal of the Nagas
They said a strand of web is strongest still as rain to steal on the flowers
More ground to till as you heal from the copper
I showed you my views while standing on a hill of Masada
Been Israel since a toddler