[Verse 1]

Big Socks on the set, break your cameras out

Words are sexy but I never took the glamorous route

I brought beaucoup bouquets of bombs to drop on 'em

Comin' in so many colors kids say I jock autumn

Move swift, lappin' the sun and use gifts

Clippin' overgrown egos; leave opponents useless

Cats are fabricating fabulous, see me scatter ashes

Tabulate the abacus and leave 'em flabbergasted

Advanced lyrical rain-dance

Man of the house stays tecked-out, still wearin' the same pants

Strange lands, travel the globe with veined hands

And stop the spinning with fingertips like fate plans

Alpha what? Align astrological signs

Swap symbols in the temple tryin' to follow the Mayans

Standing out by taking the road that's less travelled

Unraveling the code of the soul and bless samples

Channeling the cold of the poles and press mantles

Chosen for the hold of the throne; set examples

Prone to blow spots and restore lost faith in the gods

Save the applause 'til I'm done blazin' these frauds

I made a cause of bringing flavor to jaws-

Taste it and pause, patience of the ancients when I'm lacin' these bars

Praise Allah 'cause I'm stayin' involved

Until the time the mind-frames of the basic evolve--

And the heat don't know me, I'm too cold

Shatter the track like glass masters, origami, two-fold

Slow ducks catch orange pistols. Fuck a next level- get a smack from a warp whistle

[Verse 2]

I come from a planet where the dominant inhabitants

Panic and plant pieces of metal in the inanimate

DNA strands are spliced in cryo-cabinets;

Part primate, part god- rock banana clips

Television: learn to read and spell it with 'em

Mental prison expelling wisdom while I excel on rhythms-

And I ain't trying to save the day- I'm playing keep-away with your brain in a field of razor-blades

Don't trip, secret opponents get blown lids

And I'm proposing that foes who oppose get domes bit

I mind my own biz watching time-zones shift

Spittin' poems that are prone to leave a clone's bones stripped

Heads buried deep in the basement

Nodding to the boom-bap 'cause they agree with the statement

Cheap labour on unable labels needing replacement

Ain't hype- bite the curb like you're eatin' the pavement-

And proving the existence of God isn't that hard

When mathematics equate and translate the visions of art

And vice-versa. My vice is to write verses

That might hurt your feelings twice and entice murder

Parallel to nothin'- make your comprehension malfunction-

So keep coordinates tucked in. Don't rush in when I'm bustin-

All spontaneous, that's you tastin' flames while combustin'