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illogic - cinderella complex lyrics

[hook]
when the clock strikes twelve
all cinderella game pieces are delicately placed back on the shelf
with both shoes included
duress with little movement
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

when the clock strikes twelve
all cinderella game pieces are delicately placed back on the shelf
with both shoes included
duress with little movement
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

[verse 1]
floorin’ ya, aura to create
oracles deflate, oratorical weight of weightlessness
as i defy gravitational law, deny that you’re waitin’ them for
when nor was i, strip your disguise with my eyes, no contact
not surprised that you despise reality, pressing for fantasy sessions
as perfection’s approachin’ me gradually
actually, when you combine blueprint and i mathematically
the light of the wisdom splits prisms, giving a log rhythm, it’s the dog in ‘em
makin’ him fetch the next bone thrown by the master
causing universal disaster when clones break from earth’s plaster
stereotype-caster with a phony, the only
stereo mic master, lonely at the top of the food chain, stoppin’ a fool’s reign
solely for the purpose of making a hip-hop purchase
worthless desist, and with this goal, i disperse a mist of flow script
to expose the limpness of your wrist
see bliss exists within this sh-ll of flesh
as a mesh of life and death
give me life or death and either one, i’ll have the reciprocal
while you have what’s given to you
don’t wait for what’s left to write to give into you
‘cause in that time [?], you’ve taken and i’ve given a few
gettin’ your crew is infeasible, and as far as me pleasing you, k!ll it
i write for my own ears if that’s all my sound is pleasing to
take that to your memory bank as a deposit
and withdraw thoughts to taint illogic
here alone you a project with interest so you can take some
who cares if you take offense?
i’ll throw you and your crew over the fence
wipe your mental slate clean and leave no fingerprints
but you spittin’ one of my writtens is evidence in a sense so take that to the judge
and i’ll take your blood in exchange for mud, the same value a change, right?
you’re left with your breath in one hand, mic in the other
smother [?], gotta drop either or, chose which one you needed more
now you’re death on a mic device
while i splice life, what would i write to illuminate the night and bring insight?

when the clock strikes twelve
all cinderella game pieces are delicately placed back on the shelf
with both shoes included
they rest with little movement
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

[verse 2]
as you can see, this track is scolding so i went for a swim
and urinated in your gene pool ‘cause i couldn’t hold it
contaminate before bladder burst
you’re the one cursed so shatter first
i implore you as a chatterbox in a he-rs-, i ignore you
[?] a new plateaus of being
a human orifice from which what i speak emits and you kiss left cheek of -n-l core
my advice, you don’t score, in fact you
get a point two deduction for lack of sk!ll on your triple axle
i’m nice with mic script life
bring you to a place where i drop twice and you drop singles for ice mountain
mingle with break beats, words flirt with loops, it takes sweet
fragrance, scoop track up, carry rapper with a threshold [?]
instantly intimacy breeds offspring
engineered to bleed pins walking directionless
now you’re impressed with this talking
effortless expression of jovial intensity combined with my known -rs-nal of lingual weaponry
simultaneously engulfing emcee particles
spittin’ spontaneously, splittin’ minds angrily with rhyme faithfully
time waits for no man so i’m exempt
you wimps hold hands in battles for strength
but still, you’re rattled by my flow span
i don’t have time for playing
i -ss-ssinate characters to exaggerate the barriers of their rappin’ rate
you’re trapped in fate with no escape
scarier than a disaster date, rhymes i’m blendin’ ‘em
with pendulums to decapitate, when i get radical with
tactical, biological warfare, strategic positioning
before attack, adapt the syntax and more rare
deliveries from esophagus to the lymphs
make prime rib of an optimist
transform physical with [?] lyrical patterings
splattering -ss storms hittin’ you
gather in matter in clouds of atoms
gathering, gather in matter in clouds of atoms

[hook]
when the clock strikes twelve
all cinderella game pieces are delicately placed back on the shelf
with both shoes included
they rest with little movement
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

when the clock strikes twelve
all cinderella game pieces are delicately placed back on the shelf
with both shoes included
to rest with little movement
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music
no longer will they be allowed to dance to the music

- illogic lyrics

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