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abcxyz – poems lyrics

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[intro]
evade the matrix

[verse 1]
still feel the vibrational wave that eyedea made
shrouded in interference patterns i rode a real wave
the power source, essence reflected from out the storm
opposites can turn to accomplices like compounded force
it’s all love, who’s he that reflects it back at me
judgement free, catching the essence of every jagged piece
you capture me and try shining me through a diamond’s edges
a single beam becomes a spectrum in divided sections
pink floyd cover, the rainbow angled back to me
it seems at some point, the choice was made to re-refract the beam
the six senses detecting concurrent split spectrums
are the same when directed into an intersection
steady note to harsh stutter, leveled frequency
temperature or emotion, heaven’s negative evil seed
fear to separation, pain change to unity
i’m headed for the center dimension, i’m moving through with speed

[hook x2]
i’m playing chess until defenders lay the game to rest
check the cypher, 360 halo above an angel’s head

[verse 2]
compile milestones which for others come off as hard to get
bars correct, i craft all my rap as if i’m an architect
lyrical blueprints written focused to singularity
notice the way i play with vocal rhythmic disparity
nope this isn’t insanity, mastered controlling chaos
people holding a seance will still get the channel way off
verses certainly show how perfectly words arrange
pure deranged dominant confidence from a worthy brain
designing viruses with pens and a pad
an evil mc’ing scientist perfects in the lab
come with love, pen an exceptional track
divine light spoken that written sentences lack
take what seems completely conflicted to what is opposite
and h-ll is heaven, ‘l’ becomes 7 from double hockey stick
speak and make an atheist wonder if maybe god exists
perhaps ponder rapping as equal to speech off a prophet’s lips

[hook x2]
this ain’t a test, it’s the end if we lay the games to rest
every writer, rapper and poet can get the same respect

[outro]
why aim a tech at a stranger’s neck
why make an extra exit instead of letting the lanes connect



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