My rap position was black condition of activism ammunition for abolition, missions attacking systems, but they not apt to listen 'less is droppin no activision
Are we apps or are we bodies filled with apparitions operating applications stuck inside an apple prison chicken hackin download, updates that lack religion or...
are we more..
than soil tainting, disloyal change means preoccupied with boy and goyle chasing and foiling others royal saintings I sit back and watch the world through eye holes in my oil paintings uh..
Aint nothin to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary nuttin do it but the truest
believe all that-
unless you jewish
life is not a dictionary-
its a thesaurus
And I feel like a missionary-
to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to never change my chair position or conditions of my porridge
Submission for sedition against the religion of a chorus
keep them golden weed thieves out the muthafukin forest
As I perform a nerd storm
I prefer my pictures in word form
Bury the hatchet like how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures like Kool-Aid face and condensation havin' conversations with flavorful combinations slaves to my concentration
So thats OJ the Juiceman meets OJ with two hands, and two gloves thats too snug 2 judge who was who drew blood aaand....
Lupe look at all these Tucaaans (cacs)
In a cemetery full of tomahawks (native americans)
Givin middle fingers to the pidgeons (blacks) doin somersaults
Roadrunners dont fall off cliffs they run across
Anomalies by the colony, flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert floor
Levitating youths who know the truth of where the fountain hides
Buckaroo Ruths(biblical reference) painting tunnels onto the mountain sides
A thousand parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes announcin now the doubt in mouth pronounces out a count of lies



This shyt is too deep and rap genius fukking up all these lyrics too. breakin this shyt down giving me a headache