SoulTree

Your style and syllables are predictable
Rap doesn't have municipal laws
But listening to you
Sounds like you got a problem caused by menopause
I never stop. As I begin to pull trees of stems
Listening to the soften wind
Deep in imagining
Planet hovering
Discovered men
Languages that they comprehend
The forbidden one
Thy universe is my aquarium
I see your arrogance has just begun
You love to talk shit huh?
Watch how quick I make your brain eat your esophagus (YUM!)
I came to far in this
Its not business just inches of pen ink
Blending space in time bending
By the menace with a heavy zombie fetish
And I dont sleep forever fathoming into the deep sea
Letting words be their own fury
Its the eerie and near the year to be eons ahead
Slept on like a pillow case
Y'all get elbow blows hows the taste?
Causing chain reactions
Insane when the mics passed in my hand then keep you relaxing
The hard headed barley fed emcee
Waiting for the next beat
Ahead of you like guillotines
Its not reality you could touch a supreme
Kill a billion agent smiths
Ancient like cave paintings
You need maintenance