The Core

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Patterns are fatter than matter beyond a solid platter
Gaseous, metallic, liquidly miracle magic
Sporadic panic transformed to proportional portions
Causin' commotion contorting without conforming to normal
Neither novel nor auto- this audio aura
Surrounds you and channels your core
While matching the crack with the raw
I peek through the crack of the door
That I smashed with an ax like jack
'Cause the back of my brain is blacker than that
Of an attic with bats, in fact I can get darker than that
Show up in your thoughts as you're startin' to nap
Twist back your fit' cap, mind in a spiral
Acrivate your pineal with neon lines in your spinal
Rhymes organic, evolved and sound fun
'Cause my whole planet revolves around the sun
Powerful tongue and loud lungs as I round up
Dope beats, stunts and wild blunts

This is heart-core rap
No anatomical charts won't map
Where the god thought that
I manifest art with a spark and a fusion
And when I'm on the mic
I got your particles moving

My mind is intertwined with vines
Exposed to roses that grow off of gold shrines
Stoned rhyme, diamond in the rough
Too much to clutch if you're not
Metaphysically in touch enough, what the f*ck
Frequencies freakin' you, shockin' your chakras
Rock grooves that'll jostle your posture
I'm pretty positive I'm popular, but then again
I possibly invented all my friends in my head
I'm probably dead, or at least in another dimension
Not to mention the conversation with Satan
Where I promised I'd save him
I was awakened from a revelationary daydream
Drowning in a bottle of Jamaican and drivin' to Macon
Shaken and stirred, nerves tangled, words slurred
Kern off-kilter, pixelated, inverted, and blurred
Burn after reading...
This a top-secret, pot-reeking
Hot steaming crock of genius
I won't stop speaking prophetic nonsense
For you to digest, so f*ck it - try your best
I didn't plan it, but apparently I planted my planet
In granite, ran it through the horse hair
And managed to brand it
If you can understand it, man I'll be shocked
When I handle the rock
I'll pop your canopy top
I manifest art, spark hearts in dark mash
Sharp bars so fierce they pierce through car parts
Ring the alarm, time to wake up
If you can relate, straight
If not, you're takin' space up
So stay shut and let the bass bump
Feel in your center, let it echo 'til your day's up

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