YouDontKnowtheHalf.com

By Lojique

On Language Arts

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[Verse 1: Othello]

Yo, planets collide and shipes shift, incredible acts of God

The coming of prophesied prophecies probably right here in a few years

But no man knoweth the day of the hour wwhen showers of

Celestial sillhouettes single themselves out from the rest to follow the leader

Of heavenly realms, with everything caught on film like that of Kodak

Slowing down the process with the effects of Prozac

Take a sneak peek at Othello's rhythmic pattern flowmap

And notice that he's way off course from his original format

Oh crap! Lord, I really hope that

I'm not flowing so wack that master P would actually have the odacity to ask me

If I wanted to be the next No Limit, no-talent masterpiece

With my face off in the middle of a flashy tapestry

Modern blasphemy, thou (thou) shall not (not) consider himself (self)

Any more (more) than what he actually is (is)

Silly kids, props are for God, the only reason why I rock it hard

Is because your heads are thick and full of fraud


[Chorus]

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates


[Verse 2: Nickels]

If you really want to discuss how smoothly words blend

If you want to try and assassinate all I stand for

Come at me with battle axes and I'll give occasion

Yeah, lets talk about flows, like a broken nose

Gives way to blood I flood the unfloodable

Sink the unsinkable and think the unthinkable

Reform my mind to that new train of thought

Breaking down the barricades, going beyond

Human comprehension, I fly to many other alternative dimensions

I failed to mention

That you'll have no solid ground for your feet to tread on

While I break this bread, make the earth man dead

Don't be a peon. I AM! The beyond!

Dying all the treason, Christ is the reason

Love it or hate it or leave it alone

Or embrace the cross like a lost king embraces his throne


[Verse 3: Page One]

Battle-hungry in search of a worthy opponent

Might go so far as to have myself cryogenically frozen

Thawed out and revived in the year 2212

Then go back in time to the present day and battle myself


[Chorus]

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates


[Verse 4: Page One]

Each flow be different from the last flow, still I keeps it hot like Tabasco

Infiltrate your cipher, undercover, yo call me Brasco

Your lyric sheets little more than pen flourish

I could make you eat your words but then you'd still be malnourished

It's a feeding frenzy, I be that bleeding emcee

Swimmin in shark-infested waters somewhere off the coast of creativity

Universal like the theory of relativity

I got your head nodding as if affirming my verbal delivery

You must be shot up with novocaine not to be feelin this

Straight hip hop, stripped down to the basic five elements

Minus the bells and whistles, phony R&B hooks and dancin

That's out of place like Hanson touring with Marilyn Manson


[Verse 5: Nickels]

Sessions begin when men wash thought

Executing the rot embedded in their knot

Maintain water on the brain 'til you remove the stain

Simple and plain, come bring the pain


[Chorus]

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates

H, double T, P, colon, double-slash

Triple dub, dot, you don't know the half, dot, com

Do the math, calculate the formula

Retrieve the data after entering in the coordinates


[Verse 6: Othello]

I be seein them, bending over backwards to be pleasing men

You wanna breathe again, see again, yo you best believe in Him

Submerged in sin and you be leaking so its seeping in

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