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{movie clip}
beware of the beast man.
for he is the devils pawn.
alone among gods primates.
he kills for sport,or lust,or greed.
yay he will murder his brother to posses his brothers land.
let him not breed in great numbers,
for he will make a desert of his home,and yours.
shun him, drive him back into his jungle lair.
for he is the harbinger of death.
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"I'm setting the example, and what I've done in gonna be puzzled over
And studied, and followed, forever." - the movie "Se7en"
[Ikon]
Prepare for the verbal war
The hologram advanced psychical form
Manifesting universal mind into the lore
Travelling lands, I stand on sands of chemical vibration
The math kings of light departed in wrath
So where you gonna stand when the Elohi returns
Seven great sages throughout the ages say you burn
It's my turn to shine
I redefine the crystalline-biological structures implanted in your mind
So I find the deaf, dumb and blind
And bless 'em with science and leave the blind once behind
Descending into big balls of mass, in the form of rain
The Verbal Hologram brings pain
So rearrange disagreeable ways that brought you the darkness
Take hold, and rip out your soul from your carcass
And rise away like a sham
The Verbal Hologram is the verbal avalanche
One last chance to re-plan and over-stand
Before the Hologram sends your camp to Holy Land
So ask your man, when he returns to where I sent him
The plan was to kill God and re-invent him
Practicing Black Magical tactics like voodoo
Attacking like the seven deadly warships in the Guru
(Hook x 3)
[Hook: sample of Masta Killa from "Triumph"]
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum (intrigued by the drum)
[Ikon]
I bring forth the mighty Udamiu, the powerful Sapagra
The darkening behind you, the biblical omega man
The Ashtar command, I came to bring mortals the veractory gland
So here I stand on the Four Corners of Stonehendge
Travelling through portals, the thunderbolt of battles, the lord of the immortals
The zeal of the seven, the rising of the demon
The lost books of the Bible and forgotten books of Eden
The heathens, who burn like perrhosis
Handed the Holy tablets, like Moses
The blackening of roses will send you to the edges of the land
The emerald tablets of Thoth the Atlantean
The hands of the mighty line of Judah
Will throw you through the triangular portals of Bermuda
Exploring the Hologramic aspects of consciousness
For aliens truth devour, orthodox first relativistic equations for power
The shower of acid rain brings pain to the land
You cannot kill what you cannot see
The Verbal Hologram
(Hook x 5)
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[Breath of Judah]
I'm on a killing spree
the Cantonese, torturing
painting a picture, with a paintbrush
in water color of genies
holding the key, vitality
it's all you need, if your a different being
it will be a different color, when you bleed
accurately punctured from needles in you nervous system
are like the seaman, not water soluble, because of the attributes of yin yang and do
when I cut you simultaneously, like *whang* killing you too quickly
if I were to bang, witness thee, I hang you in aqua
sending electric shocks to open up all your chakkras
and when I do, all set plants will biochemically plant water beads on your brain
while putting salt water on open wounds to have you in pain
suf-suf-suffer chinese water torture, my word is water
[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
four score, the verbal hologram is verbal war
Chinese water torture into your molecular structure
ancient scholars wondering where they've seen us
Babylon's hanging gardens and the temple of Artemis
the Hologram, crushing you to grains of sand
lawnmower man, computer generated battles of the unseen hand
internal bleeding, I bed my seeding with deadly arrows
fly like sparrows, and get destroyed by the army of the pharaohs
cyborg, divine borg to the womb
alive you will see traveling loons from ???
the ancient palace, the ancient chalice
mystical like Aurora Borealis
the palace of pain, y'all want get kicked up in flame
half Abel, half Caine, get slain by the verbal flame
bring forth the sights of Annunaki Elohim
images of the 24 supreme
ripping out your spleen
distributing gang green through out your team
lord of the rings brings deadly hologramic dreams
[Hook: Samples]
And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices
suf-suf-suffer chines water torture, my word is water
And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices
suf-suf-suffer chines water torture, my word is water
[Breath of Judah]
You hear the pounding in your head
when I hit the disc gong, the vibrations will start circulation
of gongs, the body's meridians and everything
that has pores, even obsidians
with the creek moisture, in this part of the torture
I'll anoint ya
with ??? pouring liquids and cleanse
and you'll feel as if you were diving in the oceans
and guard the bends
the elements of the seeds
to cure all disease
now tell me if you're unpleased
I'll treat you like a dog and never wash off your fleas
have you waiting till I fill your bowels
with a fish bowl full of frenzying and hungry sea monkeys
suffering have internal mange
you'll have to consort to the king for change
[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
look in the mirror of souls, see exactly where your flaws be
leaving your squad dead on the side of the road like Ennis Cosby
the Hologram, eliminating the Earth's population
matrix field basics of organic manipulation
Ikon, dwell in the forest like the Ewoks
we rot, for following the prophetic books of Ennox
in the treetops, hang over your cipher like a ninja
within the perimeters of the disagreeable sinner
[Hook: Samples]
And my basements an arrangement of different torture devices
suffer chines water torture, my word is water
And my basements an arrangement of different torture devices
suf-suf-fer chines water torture, my word is water
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[Sample]
"Explorers... In the further regions of experience...
Demons to some... angels to others... Now you must come with us..."
[Ikon]
Enter the dragon
With 3 immortal Surgeons
Ark of the covenant and the Holiest excursions
The search for the knowledge and the wisdom of the sands
The Hologram sends you to the abode of the damned
Immortal like vampires;
Setting fires in the caverns of the unholy
Oh, the ancients all hope of Abraham
Send you to the sacred land
To change form, the daunting rituals that leave you scorned
Crown of thorns adorns the unborn in which you spawned
There is no shelter from the storm of Babylon's lost children
I lead millions to the promised land;
The holy lamb
The planetary Hologram
Blowing your Shakra's to oblivion
Digital Man, Biblical man like Syrian
Vanishing Breed, the Holy Throne
Presidents of United States are now Clones
The Zones of the Virus!
The eye of Cyrus!
The last waltz of the tyrants-
The harvesting begins now!
Infinite information Like Wu Chi Tao
But How-
Would you in stand the power of the helix
The crucifixion of the phoenix
The Black thesis, will burn you
Give to you the darkest of afflictions
Mortal Mc's face the verbal crucifixion
"I am in fact lacking confusion as to what's real, and what's illusion"
"I am in fact lacking confusion as to what's real, and what's illusion"
[Breath of Judah]
The infinite, grand planet
Ish ka Kha Shalamha, Most High
Called Ali Aba, astronomer
Roam the universe like Romulus
Indigenous with consciousness of Sirius
I am a 7 density light being
Transmanifest personally
In divine nation Atlantis rising
3 dimension radiation is extremely
for difficulty to cope with the body
Externally, in the centre of the galaxy, Alchemy
Spirits soul my commitment
So that's efficient, receive nine dimensions
Of cosmic expansion exquisitely
Philadelphian church chosen settee
Add instance to vortex's
Pleiadian Sequence Equinox's
At the zero point. Tzolk'in
Keeping time flying
Sitting on Khompeten , Meditating
3 Immortals... Through portals!
"I am in fact lacking confusing as to what's real and what's illusion"
"I am in fact lacking confusing as to what's real and what's illusion"
[Apathy]
The plot thickens;
Through psychological crucifixions
I mar emcee's and travel lands guiding Christians
My writtens escape the earth in certain crisis
I Create raps for Christ and 12 righteous tribes
Educate with positive vibes
Devastate your dimension and nobody survives
Out of smoke we rise
Illuminating eyes and wise
Teaching Lost fools that Yeshua never dies
I cry, try to cut off my air supply
I'm a transport to space, let the mother ship fly
Annuni, seven signs
Let the Dolphin be the Baptist
With self contained underwater breathing apparatus
In Atlantis Digital image screen enhances
Photographs of alien ships upon ya planets
Emerge from Volcanoes, Dreadlocks and Halo's
Presto- changeo, I Morph to tornadoes
And tear up ya major metropolis
You fish tank guppies couldn't fuck with the octopus!
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[Ikon / Sun Pharaoh]
Complexities bring entities when hardcore be the factor
Physically shattered by the cause of the macrocosm distracter
Fractured by my supernatural forces, face loses
As I break backs like Superman on horses
Word ajar, ancient warrior like Thor
Spiritual like the Ibis God Thor
Complex construction by the technician
Will dismantle your collective mind, Enemy of Mankind
With Egyptian, archeological finds
Dwelling in the dungeon of time
Monomaniacal beat seeker
Swarming like locust into your speaker
Examining communications systems with cybernetics
Key notes of my flows will get froze or cryogenics
East Coast domination for the D-U-B masses
Gathering at black masses to gain knowledge of the clashes
Of past rhythmic masters, would end up bending, never-ending like the sky
One-point twenty-one gigabytes to defeat me like Marty McFly
So why, would you battle with the recipe
Got rappers sweating harder than some retards on Jeopardy
One time for your mind, no doubt
[Hook]
I Am The Begining And Ending Of What is War,And I Am The begining and ending of what is raw.
(Return of the Jedi)
I Am The Begining And Ending Of What is War,And I Am The begining and ending of what is raw.
(Return of the Jedi)
My brainstorm will swarm into your sections
Scientific lessons and my possession unload within my session
Injections infesting insight am I causing tension
Blessing mad crews is my obsession
Intentions to make you change professions
Wisdom imprison dejects leaving you vexed
My cerebral vortex rips erects when I infest (bless)
We deep scriptures that's evil
There's ? my cerebral, then ? remain imperial
Unbelievable lyricism will leave incisions
Cause pain like circumcision as you recognize (the realism)
The G-O-D verbally damage M.C.'s
Tragically come and battle me, bare witness to insanity
My corrupted mentality, plan to slaughter your family illmatically
I bless the microphone with strategy
Your alliance is left in silence, victim of verbal violence
Deadly vocabulary, the God be dropping science
No doubt
[Hook]
Amongst the illest individual's, I bless the mentals of criminals
With materials formulated to penetrate cerebrals
I'm lethal, imperial type scriptures infiltrate, then split you
Simulating your nugget when I hit you
Emerging from the mist is not individual but four
Hardcore concepts causing everything to be raw
8804 AD causes misery that be abominable
Evil like three times hexagonal
Test my squadron and watch your macrocosm turn to particles
Non-particles are non-particles
Like the nucleus of an atom
The corpuscles which carry the oxygen from the lungs gather patterns
Energy form the soul
[Fade:] Black soul like spirits of Kukido
[Hook]
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[Riley Martin sample]
I told them of the Hale Bop comet 7 years ago...
It is running if you will notice on our sensors
we have picked up a ship beneath it ...of great dimensions...
All we are trying to do, us humans, is that we shall not die so soon
[Apathy the Alien Tongue]
Over the earth I hover
Spinning whirlwinds in Wheatfield's
While my force fields repel four winds for broken seals
Numbered Sedative
Bending my brethren, breaking bread with Yeshua
In Bethlehem,
The last tribal star soul the alien Seth Alam
The devil bears the pentagram, a wormhole/ hologram
My body slams man with the heavy grams
Lay the beat down;
Make big connections to the Son of Sam and Uncle Sam
So SamIam keep ya fuckin eggs and ham!
Performing alien brain scans and spiritual exams
While the mother ship lands on holy land
My mental expands with plans to span through the galaxy
I land in farmers crops spelling out the name ‘Apathy'
Speaking my name is blasphemy, so call me your majesty
Majestic phonetics begin to affect your reality
Religiously, I mystically chant and recite on mic's
At astronomical Heights
Guided by the northern lights
Poltergeist, masquerade as Christ, entice like Heidi Fleiss
Trying ta put the righteous on ice
You're a holographic device, and simply see through
Robotic like R2D2, I'm original like Hebrews
And 144,000 people meant Allah's blessing can keep you
Form gargoyles like Tin Foil they sit upon ya steeple!
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
[Ikon the verbal Hologram aka Vinnie Paz]
Biophysical Biosphere;
Witchdoctor unlocked the cobra spitting venom I adhere!
I stand here with the hearts of the Meek
I bring pain, camel clutch, Iron sheik
Order of the Golden Dawn
I have warned;
Of biochemical implants in heads of the unborn!
Lion of the tribe of Judah;
The root of David
Five Tibetan rites are rejuvenation A Sacred
Master Yehi, All die under the staff;
Or get burned like Betty Shabaz and I will laugh
Demons at dimensional doorways come through this
But I will have you hanging from a tree like you was Judas
Violent Buddhist
The Higher Arc decaton
Revelations of the Megatron
I form Voltron;
With elements of Tai Chi
Doing battle with seven heads and ten horns is me!
The hologram!
Travel I through space portals
My soul cannot be imprisoned or trapped by mere mortals
Torture them!
With the pain of scorpion stings
Spitting lightning
‘Lord of the Rings', I brings
Diagrams, of hallways and pyramids of the pharaohs
Tribe Green
Mecca's warrior holding arrows
Contorting; poly-wharfing and aborting
The souls of the MC's who I've made ghosts to do my haunting...
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
[Sun Pharaoh]
Scientifical madness, eliminating masses with mathematical tactics
Strategic, electronical
Weaponry, fucking up your anatomy!
Insanity- inviting me
Atomically bombing thee, fraudulent MC's
Escorting he;
With battle strategy
Confusion weaponry, cause fatalities
Intergalactic tactics, shine like metallics
With mathematics I leave ya whole clique splattered
Pharaoh's the savage
(Ikon the verbal Hologram)
The Verbal Core
(Sun Pharaoh)
Causing Comatose It's
Transporting dope shit, through sleep way;
(Ikon the Verbal Hologram)
...Hypnosis!
[Sun Pharaoh]
Try to approach this, I stalk prey like Vultures
And feast on the carcass of any ‘lyrical artists'
I'm sick with, this Scientifical madness
Pharaoh the seventh sign causing world disaster
Cerebral master , Iron Killer Guerrilla
Verbal Flames I spit them through your chest , Like Tequila
Constructing ya Art of War like Sun Tzu
Death becomes you, As I run through
MC's like Battering rams, you overstand;
Sun Pharaoh- and the motherfucking Hologram!
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?
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[Verse 1]
To the angelic, seven cathedral
Relic illadelphia, write words of power
Him who was holy, who holds the key
That opens, no one can sit it
Cincinnatus, sound of seven trumpets
Those synagogues of Satan
But fall down at my feet, knowing not to waken
I'm comin' soon for them, Elohim's the New Jerusalem
Puttin', millennium, quintessential Christians
Too, shall be revealed, by the seven cathedral seal
As above soap elope a whole David Shill
Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani
Those who defame me, shall keep open my wounds
No liars, allowed in the school of Mogoon
[Verse 2]
Seven plagues of the seven angels
Seven MCs get strangled by the seven holiest triangles
Eye of magnum, plexiglass beams that see through
Sons of evil, like Ronnie Knievel
I believe you, of the lamb, prepare for the verbal slaughter
Save your breath, like you was under water
I am torture, like the fear of internationalism
Nazi eugenics and economic rationalism
I am the ming, born onto the swords
And I am the bing, bringin' holy wars
Orators, from the womb of Al-Youm
Glory be to, the, sustainer Al-Qayyum
Gabriel fell from the steps of the heavens
Extraditing evil through angels in the sevens
[Chorus x2]
As it was in the beginning
So shall it shall be in the end
[Verse 3]
Black Tibetan, abbot Abyssinians
That begins the extortiation of the fullations
Battle through the tombs of the Shangri-La
Illadelphia shambhala, enter the paradicum
A block suiter, Lord, Assyrian select through Hebrews
Penance, of the atherians, hieroglyphians
And I am the silhouette, a risky end inventor
The ill czar shrine of two one five
Behold suns of limitless light, porder rights
That reveal, from the seventh heavenly hill
The book of els, in jail, the apocalyptical tabernacle sacred
Satharotic, prophetical chapels
The synagogues of Al-Qayyum, the ghost fills the monastery
Sanctuary cathedral, from the kingdom of Melchezevik
We the mystic, redeem of end who knock ya Elohim
We are originated, from where, the blackness
Of light was formulated, from our synapses
If you get, tarnished in all phrases, and salutations
To the mercifullness, glory of the Sunz of Mansion
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
Sink like the Titan', into the cold
Dark waters of the ocean, my thought modes
Different land and center motion
Elevated to rise, beyond the shores, revelators
For episodes to the future, energy seekin'
Intruder, infiltrate the perimeter
Lock your MIA, initiation chamber
Move to the guard snakes, not a stranger
With four large spiritual anger
[Chorus x2]
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(Riley Martin, author of 'The Coming of Tan', speech sample)
"Perhaps you will believe the million feet of film that's been taken above...
uh... Mexico City, and various other places
If you think that you are alone in this universe
or that you are the guardians of this universe, then you are rudely mistaken"
(El Eloh from Lost Children of Babylon)
Took a physical odyssey
To the fathers of Shabazz
With the shamans of the Cherokees
Arrived in Nevada, 10 miles away from NASA
Met the farmer, in which he revealed to me the
Ohioan crop circles that linked all the star constellations
To 19th galaxy... The metaphysists
That quote the Roswell
New Mexican deserts of death valley
Will he be, extraterrestrial biological entity
discovering extraordinary memories
Glided across Glassland
Suddenly seeing illuminations from the seven heavens circle of sand
Of Area 51 and 57, separate the schoolkid and reveal the reptilian
I seen the CIA transform into the species of Greys
The Sabbath seven adding up to seven levels of the Majestic 12
Neoclassic traveller
I Travel the Twilight Zone with Einstein and Nikola Tesla
Walk through the wilderness of Ibilis
as the flying disc, of Ezekiel
the pope stands upon the podium
Becomes a Zeta Reticulian
behold the arrival of the Elohim ..."
(IKon the Verbal Hologram)
...Beware the prophecies of the Tarots!
Alien Spacecraft flying away like Sparrows!
Study the lost prophetic books of the bible
That recites Fallen body energies: spiritual survival
Flying discs seen in Ezekiel 1:3
Granted Kingu a tablet of destinies
Seviates spoke the word of the Bavarian illuminati
I bring forth harmonics of Hiroshima and Nagasaki!
Annunaki planted the seed where I dwell
either vortex turbines pulling me to hell
awareness upon my savannah as omni dimensional
great species has a common memory complex of the social
liquid crystal colloidal membranes responding
to the spectrum of the universal intelligence matrix...
the basis is that extraterrestrials created Christ
and have a device
that recorded all of Earth's history
and can display it in the form of a hologram precise;
Construction of synthetic humanoids is among us
You have entered the Land Of Nod now, face the deafening thunders
And the spiritual wonders
because the harvest now is coming
Beware the world-wide ancient tunnel system
the government is running
Hectic! Verbal slaughter of the Judeo-Christian Ethic!
(El Eloh)
The world has turned on its last spin
The coming of Tan- That is when ya learn! (x2)
(El Eloh)
Fled with the 5, led through a European wooded ravine
And seen Stone henge connect and bring upon the Annunaki
The Highest kabbalah mystic chants by Elohim
And looks to the sky for prophecy
Was abducted in Nebraska
Then taken back to the laboratory, experiment performed before me
Non earthly alien autopsy!
Psycho social biological and electro-
-Magnetic manipulation of human consciousness
The Vulcan walks about the abyss!
(IKon the Verbal Hologram)
The Verbal Hologram: Wordal killer like Shark eyes
Speak Babylonian and Hebrew genesis like the Star Gods
Blessed by Biaviians like the French theologians
Anti-Christ is coming in the form of a powerful Roman!
Development of Aid's was funded in 1969
For the seven (G-7)
and injected into 100 million Africans in ‘77
Cuneiform inscriptions in Western Asia of the Nabu
Dwell in hell, celestial bodies : twelve like Kathabu
But I can rob you of your spirit soul like Xenu
Elders imprisoned, negative Para-physical beings we knew
Function outside the time-track like Ississani
I chose to be enclosed and I fold too, like Origami
Comprehend the theory of reflection like Paromatma
In the epic Sanskrit history of the world like Mahabharata
Praise to His Divine Grace AC Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada
(Chorus)
(Riley Martin)
"If you stood above the stratosphere and downloaded 7 gigawatts of negative ions
into the turbines would this not disrupt the..electromagnetic flow?"
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Famke Janssen (Lord of Illusions):
Flesh is a trap. That's what he used to say.
Flesh is a trap. And magic sets us free.
[Verse 1: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
The War of Gods and Men, I condemn them who believe
In ancient fallacies and the heresy of thieves
Burn the unholy in your filthy religion
Paganism and the prism of three-dimensional prison
I walk through the liquid of the Seven Rivers
And deliver rhyme schemes that cut like verbal scissors
Or arrows, the sacred science of the pharaohs
Millennium prophesies of tarots, murdered cattle
Discovered near the crop circles of the land
While we fight wars for political whores like Mary Magdalan
The Hologram plants his incision
Apparition of Tibetan black magicians
My compositions will turn men into slaves
Holographic aspects of particles and waves
Propel the spacecraft in the Pleiades
Dwell in the abyssal plains like the Horse of Hades
The Wheel of Infinity, the Chamber of the Trinity
Levitators of the fifth level magician of divinity
Like a pentadrone, I sent your dome into the forest of Ibilis
Like the wilderness of Tan
The Verbal Hologram! The Verbal Hologram!
[Hook]
My perception of poetical injection is ejaculation
The Immaculate Conception
(Repeat 4X)
[Verse 2: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
The decaton, the higher arc modron
Encompass my soul in a beam like proton
I am Voltron with helmeted head and lotus flower
Incantations, wind walking teleportations
I dwell in a body that can't be slain
The verbal flame, the atomic spark of pain
So I drain the energy from your Chakra system
Watch me glisten like the sun
The Chosen One, the cyborg relation
My shit is crazy like Free Masons
Meeting camp crystal lake with Jason
Complex wind, city of screaming metal in the Vatican
I shatter him who walks on the plains of Hell
To sacrifice El, Young El, Young El
A dark fall for all who battle the mystic meditation
Face decapitation and material contamination
By the spiritual deviation
Translation of ancient civilization
Nonaton, overseer of law and order
The verbal slaughter, Hologram walks on water
Immune to illusion and scientifical blows
Armed with black magic, spears, and crossbows
Feeble attempts to apprehend the Hologram
Overstand, I kill man like Wodan
So no man step into the darkness of the set
Study with Chinese masters like Jesus in Tibet
Staff of Moses, urn of ashes
Morphing my soul into solids, liquids, and gases!
[Hook]
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[Apathy the Alien Tongue]
I sit upon a cloud of nuclear waste, and taste
The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her lips spread on my face
As I speak in space touching a damaged piece of a satellite
Resembling wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliding
Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a plan
Of a time span of seconds to an immortal
Transport immortals in portals toward an Egyptian land
To then erect complex architect structures and pyramids
Melted parted rock with acidic chemical blood samples
From reptilian females' periods, I travel like the Iliad
But my ship sails amongst cosmic whales and intergalactic pirates
Telling tales of trails left by the gods
Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot
Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut
I attacked mastodons when I crashed upon thrown in the Ice Age
And twice laid men's caves with a system of sound waves
And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the wrath of APATHETIC
The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic phonetics
Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy??? rejects
Exoskeleton extensions of cybernetic inventions
Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks rats on the train tracks
And when I rap on tracks I attract tremendous energy sources
Changing force through metamorphous
I travel darkened corridors with orbs of light and torches
We ride away on apocalyptic bear-horses
And disappear as shadows in the forest
And disappear as shadows in the forest...
[HOOK - Sampled from "OC - Time's Up"]
Non-conceptual, non-exceptional
Yo Your whole aura is plexiglas
[Yan the Phenomenon]
I take hold of truth eludes me like sand through the cracks in my hands
Retaliatory silhouettes in apocalyptic lands
Nomadic by the second, but I can't let this stress get the best of me
Though it test me on a daily basis
And traces the tracks of my tears down my cheeks and over my lips
Taste the freedom though it seems like gravity
As we're chained to this pathetic land like Satan's left burning in Chaos
But yet I continue on with no tendencies in my subconscious
So right there's a contradiction, because I'm aware of these tendencies
So that ain't my subconscious anymore
More like forces that I conversate with, halves thirds and fourths
That I sliced my soul into a percentage
I know you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never sent it
Cuz my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
Now I swim through waves of asphalt with no place to call home
Yan on the lonely island and see a plastic smile speaking gibberish
At varying frequencies, burn out the radio and television transmissions
Or simply audible voices who wear the robes of righteousness
Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
That's more like a tightrope between wisdom and insanity
Seems like clarity is the ever elusive goal
When insanity has the help of the omnipotent force of gravity
[HOOK]
[Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
On the battleground you can go to war like Sudan
But I'm half-man and so you have to ovastand
That the other half of me is made of liquid and steel
Ain't you sick and tired of people screaming "keep it real?"
I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the soul
It's war, and Ikon carries crossbows
But I toss foes through the center of the planet
When you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
I will send you, through the depths of the Atlantic
To study transcripts of rhymes by the enchanted
Hologram, the verbal war paradigm
Traveling back in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
If I don't succeed you will bleed
The just punishment of the Apostle's Creed
This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight from the heart
You's a actor with a record deal trying to play the part
Like THAT, like that one time like that one time like that one time
Uh, my man Stoupe in the house like that one time like that one time
My man, Chico in the house like that one time like that one time
My man Yan the Phenomenon, in the house, like that one time one time
Ikon the Verbal Hologram, up in the muthafucka
Open up that third eye before I open it for you
Word is bond, Jedi Mind, '97, '98
Rappers, I decapitate like that
FUCK ALL Y'ALL!
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I, I who have nothing...
Verse I: Ikon
Intersections in real time
The unbroken circles and dimensions of the mind
The tie that binds
The eternal tie that defines
The vanity of my insanity in due time
Will shine
Like the night seas under the moon
The haunted corners of familiar rooms
Yet i'm consumed
With vanishing into thin air
The realization that this shit is my cross to bare
So where
Did I think I could run away to see
The people that decided to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to wait for happier tomorrows
And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrows
For my distractions the books of paper that i scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves just have fallen
I've crawl in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge
I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins
I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends
Hook:
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
Verse II: Ikon
As I decay, demons prey above me like a vulture
Ability to ignore contradiciton is a high sign of culture
Verbal sculptures, self defacing
It is not God or lunacy that I am facing
But the erasing of the purity and passion of my words
The herds of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd
But I preferred
To walk away from all the feuds
To find my life is more confusing than a rubic's cube
So i'm subdued
In all my words of verbal prods
To live alone one must be an animal or a God
But it's official
All of my pain is clear as crystal
The natural side of life has now been seeming artificial
But I can hit you
And rest assured that i'ma last words
I could give a fuck about ya secrets and ya past words
I can pass words with the ability to hurt you
Patience is a virtue and knowledge is a commercial
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to
I who have nothing but the pain that I refer to
Hook
Verse III: Ikon
Lost among the miracles, I stand alone
And i've grown into a being that's sitting on top a throne
I've known
For many years that I would turn to rust
I find a reason for another breath
Before my return to dust
I become one with science and mathematic and the rising of the sun
I'm numb
To all of those who blind and cannot see
The chastiser of the enemy
Perception requires duality
Inspect ya soul, the color of coal inside the body
I have hardly, come across them who's holy
Send them to the cerebem to control thee
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the cold
The battle field is new but the war is now old
You can never see the merest shadow of a halo
Above the head of evil jin who's deadly like tornado
The world has become an aquarium
Full of gaping fish with murderous smiles
I on the other hand stand on the outside looking in
Writing down murderous files
I who have nothing but the lack of variation
And I who have nothing but chains and suffocation
Chorus
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[Verse 1: El Eloh]
I am he who walks beyond the cycle of Tan
A guinea systematic survey
On the heavens long before the spells of Kimet
I had advanced cosmos journey apologist
Substantiate statements
I commands the aspects of creation
Astronomers cant even interpret my ancient civilisation
Of Andromeda
The Dragon of Dracos come touch the inner sun
I went forth, a life force out of the core of Epsu
Bring forth the possibilities of solar energy into infinity
Like a Nimbo; endless, trapped it, Kingu;
A myth too ignorant Like the Sumerians
Explorer of the solar system like Galileo
Bring the mist of Mahabharata
Celestial God symbolic to the disagreeable complex mathematics
Of the Hebrew bible
Receive and transmit the letters of the Rasqiniaans
Who have seen the 3rd suns
I am like Milton Milankovich
Who outline the theory of ground philosophies
Messiah of all biblical tablets
Watch how the process of creation
links with the measurements of Tan
Scientifical like a geologist
I bring the geological changes to the world
Like the prophecies of the Book of Revelations
[Verse 2]
The compartment allies
Now my device shatters the fusel anomas
And for my dialectical, destroyed innocuous sinconquent
Travel beyond 5 dimensions
A cipher cytoplasm or phantasm
An Orc's sight;
Antithetical to atoms
I leave you vacuous like an Organtoron, pulses
Facilitate my brain waves, determining what planet I'm on
CyberTron transmit my Mhakabaraso over the sea of influence
Never neglect My lobular units
Stereo-material movements
Painfully Cranials statisticals giving your Cerebral Cortex
Damaging Demigods
Crushing egos, into which a wench began by
Extracting a Trans-cordial
Connections of Macros-manic animals
Caves of sleek stature, once sabbatical
Once bring drama
I'm bright on harrowing lava
Within the Plexus from my anatomical
It gets darker
A sense of urgency
Enters the atmosphere with my excursion
In this Microcosm, a third version!
Specifically a generation
Of Mutated
Warriors from the Nether;
That's Neva Antiquated'
My flux is like somatic stimulation
As macro-electrolytes converge
Eternal recurrence
My mentals merge; its cyclical
But it revamps its own thesis, Reaching
The premium blend in the communion
[Verse 3: Rasul]
Follow me beyond the cloud
In the stratosphere, to the House of El Huul
It should lead you to a place opposite my heavenly throne
In the temple of ancient Kimet
Who discovered the wonders and the 24 elders
These beings, the Rasqiniaans
Come to enlighten you
With supreme Mathematics
Dramatically stood
12 disagreeable
12 agreeable
7 feet tall in diameter
These elders sit
On the flight in the craft Niburu
Passing throughthe universe density levels
Heading straight for the wrath of Andromeda
Elliptical physical galaxy
Containing beings in the line of Dracos
Stomping on negative snakes like Broncos
Create magnetic field around my aura
Incapacitating ships
Negative energy creates the spiritual slaughter
Where you dwell in the physical world is horror!
My mind returns to El Yeum
To inform the elders of the incident
In case of the need for assistance
To return to my epic form
From my physical;
And see my soul arise into a sham
Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun
I left my image of a crop circle in the form of a galactical star map
Perhaps to another plane of consciousness
[Verse 4: Ikon The Verbal Hologram]
Through a series of psychological tests
I have been declared a demon
Traveling through dimensions fatal weapons leave you bleeding
Dissecting gray matter, doesn't matter in my cathedral
But how could you stand my timberlands in your cerebral
Faces of space probes be scattered through my mental
Acoustics in my chamber just endanger instrumental
Fundamental rhythms are symbols of paternal power
Get devoured, by my infinite skills to disappear
Getting lost in the holocaust that rage between my ears
Complex like gravity
Tragically and mathematically
I defeat ya squadron black magically
Analyze the tangle
As you get mangled by my triangular rhythms...
Systematic rotations of my words cause cataclysms
[Verse 5: Breath of Judah]
In the farthest universal
At your communion Neffum council
Beings come to some planets in your galaxy
That were most frequently visited
Because life existed there
In various forms and deities it was
Why they explore mars
Gives meanings
Ahnk is Jah, foremost to the firm-land
Super friends of man
Fore-prophesise sight
Tight with a photon of light
Rubber band
Others in Orion, skies or heaven
Star sections, constellation
Ploughing towards us
Lending aid to help our Taurus
Routine, orbit on the slate, clean
Took a thousand
One fall sure four
Equinox a birth time deemed;
The team of thirteen
Searching our rich natural resources
And minerals
To take back after retrieving
Our responsibilities are fulfilled!
Like the Onus of Annun!
And En Yil!
So build the unstoppable force of Evol-u-TION!
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[Chorus 2X: sample]
"One two three
Let me you, if you ready for me, lord"
[Verse 1]
It's the infinite connect
Respect what you see as if you praise Donald Chief
And understand my plan is to prosper till deceased
And let my bank account increase until it over flows
In pathfinder jeeps, organized and blunt patrol
And never indulge in petty shit that's irrelevant
Thousand dollar shopping sprees just for the hell of it
Drinkin' daquiri's in the back of caravans
And finally got the chance to live my lifestyle advanced
And keep my mind clear of poisonous stunts and beams
Be deep meditations, now I see where pagans dream
And do time, around and get mine
So I relax while you stress, try to follow the rest
Never the less, I finesse, teach moves like it's my last speech
My thoughts on the future, cause it don't equal the past
Niggaz steady plotin', your every move we be watching
There's no room for error, once you slip, your forgotten
A never hasbeen, in a world of frame and fronters
Who had to learn the hard way, how disease can take you under
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Mall master be coming at you, that nigga that curse alot
Shit, I even reverse a rock, I be feedin' ya purse with glocks
Rushin' against your garment, daily Hailey Comet, a bomber
Punk, you wanna fuck wit funk, have you breathing out ya armpit
My guns that weighs the joint, don't even hand a malla' nina
Have niggaz tits and too-toos, and on point like ballerinas
You can bring ya best to west, found dressed in some rugged shit
You blind, ridin' on my dick, don't know who you fuckin' with
(From Crooklyn to west side Phil, we keep it real)
So if you squeal on the reasons, for these heavens squeezin', the steel
Slow subliminal criminals strangle triggers that's identical
Mangle bitches that's fly, die with my dick inside ya genitals
(Sendin' you through shit you never thought of
The don who bust the sawed off
So recogize, I squeeze and then ya life lost)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
My raw essence is forever present
But my team be chasing dreams of cream and digits in the seven
The heavens, see my body is soul and ever presence
My verbal tecture will bless you with scientific lessons
On another plane, it's hard to maintain
Cuz my membrane, causes strain within my inner frame
The pain, from my people that be involuntary
You in this game for this love, dunn, or monetary
Forever keepin' the spirit, so like Elijah
My verbal fire, will resurrect you like the great Messiah
Desire, is like the law of the siren song
Arm Leg Leg Arm, my word is bond, so I move on
And stay strong like Egyptian Kings
Rockin' diamond rings and things that it bring
I spread the science, to all the planets, I'm hard as granite
You need the knowledge of God, dunn, to understand it
[Chorus]
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[Verse 1]
My mathematical powers devour cowards as I spra words
Like acid rain showers, nations, you can't face them
Erase them or I praise them, as my mind excites the wind
Like spirits of ill concensions, time will clash
On ya cipher, lyric concealed behind whirlwind fire
Or flood, draw blood from wack souls as I smack hoes
Live concensive, or yes 'em, it's damage
That my sintex causes, is irrepreble
'Cause vanity of my insanity force ya whole click to be divided
You have just bear witnessed to dub side united
[Verse 2]
Who do you love? Bugs, styles and fresh
And numb somes of soul, witchcraft
The clutch is the archer's mode, and sure plot
Of device, we shot twice, after the same arrow
Rush through life, it's off this slug
Advise me with words from death, and new com battles
Far time left, and pure shot plug that way
You marathron, let me down to grace the plate
Full stagnant, touch I, but revamp the squad
Gettin' loops, saviate on contact
[Verse 3]
The triflyn four fists, sparks another spliff
Bodies left stiff, you can't f**k with my ruggedness
My gunshots is leaving niggaz on they asses
Smoking all the canibus, like the weed savage
Rip dimensions and it matters, take an L
You no challenge, I blow up, ya muthaf**kin' brain cells
And leave you legal, the slang tongue spigel
Cocks back the fifth, teflon starts to seek it
Criminals on a move, set a threat
Sip the moet, and let off the twin techs to ya
Muthaf**kin' chest
*Samples*
[Verse 4]
I speak double-double, cause double trouble never do I rumble
On a rule, my microphone sever clones
It's beyond binocalurs, sence the moody, six chromosomes
I'm no more less, no need to flex the evil, trip with the clip
I got the 6-1-0 flow, and 0-8-2 is my zip
Yo, so call me out in Philly when you down to flip
No frill skills, or freestylin' when y'all wildin'
Im broadcastin all the way live from Philly's Long Island
I visualize cream, tech's scrap with infered beams
Stash keys, and tease, lickin' back so y'all can
My click of criminals, flippin' confortable
My pockets full of benjamins, fool surrending
When I'm blendin' in, dub side invincible
Imperial, for lyrical tactics
I react with signs to get ya ass kicked
Indeed the face of evil, is the face told by me
So I proceed to bleed my people, niggaz say I'm too cerebral
Lies, dub side, flippin' perfection through your section
Sanity's slippin', whose the next victim to catch a bless
[Verse 5]
Set a threat, I rip the mic and run race like an auto practice
I inflect this verse leavin' heads in they casket
Watch this nappy headed villain, brutal torture is illegal
I back down clowns with a four pound, as I defeat you
Insert the lyrical slugs, that straight's very
A nickel plated verse I spit like a hollow tip steady
Constantly, drop ya wack back with fire weapon
This adolescent, keeps a clip full for street protection
Ain't nothing complex about the way I cock my biscuit
I set and threat it, bust that tech son, it's not explicit
Exquisite, in divine rhymes I drop like jewels
The mic I abuse when I choose to break fool
*Samples*
[Verse 6]
With this course, I force many emcees out the galaxy
Challenge me, I rip apart flows with analogy
Now with me, got that establish and wrap ya cabbage with styles
You can't manage to damage or even fathom the mental capacity
'Cause I harass these wack emcee's, in degrees
I splatter universe, and mountain casaulties
In the dark, my squad sells, blowin' ya conscience
My assumptions, ethotical, unstoppable, anthological
I pull the trigger with mystical, my poetic
Rip fanatics up, and rich with the sinical
[Verse 7]
Coming back from the city of Atlantic, it's the hispanic
Causing mad panic, with fat static for ya addict
Automatic, I stick shift quick if you test me
Left the ciphers, layin' lifers, seen in one spot and attended
That you get ya crews bruised in black and blues
Put ya name and age on the front page, of the newspaper
I drape my hood up on my carriage, damage faggots
Quit the habits, feedin' on emcee's on maggots
Inspect ya gadgets, my style switches cause I flick it
Return the mic, fixin' stitches, cause I ripped it
[Verse 8]
I can't stand like a maniac depressin'
That's been submerged in subterrarian eutopia
Why's the mansion that I'm representin'
Is the feel competitin' in suburbs
Which has regenerated the etaric
That kicks the subterric poetry on this plain of obscurity
One element, top lyricist
Intellectin' with, d-u-b squad of imperialist
With an innevator as the dictator
So we can see you, liver clues with side and system views
Heads emulate but can't duplicate, cause this side
Can't be tugged, yo, one love
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[Verse 1]
Word is bond, rock on, my diatribe will swarm and persevere
Emcee's will disappear, they will fear what is here
And that is sadistic, with linguistic rhyme penetrating
Upsided the mind like the burn, of jack of lantern
Attack this, when I smack kids with my tactics
Kill it over patriots, if you assemble the wackness
Sprayin' off the majestic rays, that knowns the writing
A slide gets ride, and crucified, like punch of Titan
Narcotic, on point, mentality, battle me
Knocking herbs up out the galaxy, fantasies
I break neck with my kendo's, can't do fool
Understand, how my chant goes, swift dialetic
Cybernatics, my aparatus
If throw more morphic styles, I break, tragic records
Eratic, catchable t's, I breeze through
This degree of emcee's, as they seize to
Amaze, how these dudes get with that wack rap
Fourty ounce fat caps, and raps in my napsack
Flaudelant emcee's get burned by the lighter
You don't know the half, cause soul crash my cipher
[Verse 2]
Superstar I jaw the first, we rush last and touch pie
The proof is my man suscribe, to that old school vibe
Yo, make shift that the man, is quick to jive
I grab I to that branch with force and pride
Steady straws are the prime fact', to fly back as I somersault
Far sing forever, as superstruct for that mass
Pa' ark with forty bullet ---
Throwin' my fake feed light like blastin' bullets
Through the flame, pushin' fog out the mass way
Catch a five thick, vinyl ain't the number in my ash tray
The charts slumber, if expect
I take all that masking kids, and watch them in our record
Though I fly were you fish, like bass, trout, the fresh water
Now it's floatin' like prada in a metro
Every large animal stole ours, but fresh crews?
I'm comin' off like a bad weave
I pertrude to retreave the last star
From the full mouth, with no fingers to the fence
I commence to grab the foul cinder block route
Then how many times before, so I grout
Pushin' much more..
[Verse 3]
Ills I be droppin' like an expert, insert the clip
And let off the best ease off, I givin' dirt naps
The last law of any ferry
Weak minded foes get bloated like surgery
You never heard of me, you new comer, straight done up
Hit you with a verse, because I'm evil with my lethal
Vocabulary, spark a spliff, it's very necessery
So ease up or get caught up in the cemetary
Understand and prepare ya mind, it's realness
Unpredictable skills, that's build, so just chill, kid
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[Verse 1]
Adjust of us, to attacks the crowd
The simple fly, plus arrows, I rush the format
If four blind shots to ya verbs and pronouns
These herbs'll slow down, with terms to sicken a guitar
Dip live and you just the point to ball
For sharp lines, make keen, the blast to catch phrase
Overdrawn by the crowd who strikes amaze
Never float like me, and oddly never lose a few
So bear wits, to appreciate verse such as that
Anitiate words to come back, over tight
Nah, I'm different from these war heads
More treds on my adjective's
Allow full side steps, to deflect your ships
Then he make a true vowels, with volume, see I'll
Prospect tunnel, for me and Asan Icon
We rock broad neck, funnels to collect
The drips and moss, giving y'all friends and serves
No connecting to our actual juice of five foot
And the least to serve, with over stridal shoots
Indeed and they relax in conforts
They need to form and parse words, to lose any casual sense
Of well being, yo lay back, grows ya depths
[Verse 2]
As the beings, squads find it hard to establish
A working rhythm, my esoteric mysticism makes me a mathematician
Like Apollonius, phony as any who receive lobotomies
Get caught in my harsh, canapoly of unhappy rhapsodies
Fragments of stagments, we world with ultramagnets
My reverberation, crush men to micro fragments
I get's physical in the forest of absolute manitrition
My complex disposition, forces crews into submission
Beginnings on one six two, switches through to witch's brew
On which is true, or which is you
Isolation, plus, a reflux, I see buck
Who get the equilibrium shattered, or crushed to this
I throw fists, and take trips, to other dimensions
My henchmen will bend them and get attention
As I destroy decoys and make noise
My b-boys will be employed, to deploy like the falling of Troy
Fell into the soul, control, what is concealed
If a void is not filled, my suicidial thoughts will come real
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[Chorus: samples]
"I'ma get deep like Jacques Cousteau"
"Jacques Cousteau could never get this low, ahh" - ODB (3X)
"And I'ma get mad deep like a threat!" - GZA
[Verse 1]
No where to go and I be flowing, try to flow and then before
Back in the day when I was cool, I couldn't afford to be a guru
On ya case like your lawyer, think you run, you mistaken
Put all records to the side, and it's ya face I'm fuckin' breaking
Awaken and await, and take the shit like amoebas
I'm rollin' with stowin' Tim, gas rack, that's where the heaters
We just wreckin', what the fuck was you expectin' from a minor
Put a bullet through ya chest, and see who next to rap behind ya
Straight up and down, y'all a sermon and blew it
I half niggaz wildin', as if they smokin' a gallon of embalmin' fluid
Drillin' and wanna be fit, like something shrimp on the barbie
I do my dirt up in Philly, chill in the hills, where other gods guard me
Thinkin' that's going thru my hood, like I chew it
Comin' in with this other pussy, I smoke ya then rejuice ya
Crucify ya, I fuckin' rhyme ya, now I'ma fuckin' shoot ya
My bone is hard as stone, cause I got blowjob from Medusa
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
The beat addict, I'm crushin' MC's who cause static
Pen tips the pad, I touch stars in the attic
The dopest that wrote this, when suckas provoke this
Now it's the time for perpetrators to quote this
Rhyme that I wrote for heads to get loose to
I blow up spots like snots in a tissue
I dissed you, dismissed, but suckas persist to
Bite my flow, so now you know --
That when I rip up a set, I get mad deep
Don't sleep, or you and ya whole crew can get beat
As I'm waxin', taxin', a dope reaction
Bitches who front, get reduced like fractions
So ya motherfuckin' flex to vex, whose next in line
To recline, and steal my lines, so check it
Now the man ya facin', ya rhymes I'm erasin'
If you drip or get slipped, I convict like Perry Mason
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Meet ya makers, ya fakers and immitators
I'm greater cause I do my best work on paper
Mad raps, raps the disaster from the masters
Snatchin' up rappers, and takin' out actors
He can test, skippin' yet, don't pass the limit
You finished, so save the Die Hard image for Bruce Willis
Ya raps are a joke, but I put dope from start
Transform with the art, rippin' ya fuckin' mics apart
This is the rawest of words of you ever heard
My rap style superb, gettin' nursed in the curb
It can't compete with the man when I freak it
The crew will get beat quick, so stay in ya seat bitch
Rhymes I wreck or perfect, and correct lyrically
Too complex, who ya punks to step
Yo, I be rhymin' hits whenever it's time to flip quick
A writer's block non-stop, and I'ma get --
[Chorus]
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