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paranom & purpose – eternal clipse lyrics

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[chorus]
eternal clipse holdin’
wrists frozen, fall beneath monolithic exoticness
the cognitive statue unraveled, you talk a lot of sh-t
my microphone ravenous, hazard into your cl-ssic
it’s tragic, the god is flowin’ on b-ss, but spittin’ acid sh-t
entrapment, you splashin’ for days inside my dungeon
try to function in a summer, that blaze amongst corruption
no -ssumption, we clearin’ that haze amongst discussion
with my n-ggas, carry wisdom, come gaze, no cynicism

[verse]
sun, i’m scorchin’, my reach is on absorption
uncover valley graves
inside the waves
of liquid coffins
from the morbid
face your demons
reflect on what you forcin’
all the terra-wrists
that punch the ground
and dig for better portions
while i register extortion
to regulate your current
into memories and losses
heavenly
your gas is nailed
on double crosses with the x on
conglomerate effects on
we shootin’ targets in their septum
bullsh-t that they lead on
sun i’m dead on
with the leg arm
exponent like your head wrong
get exploded with the knowledge seed
appointed like a chevron
with my allies i’ma rep on
the path is yours to step on
my life is the depository
for the story slept on
a t-tan k!llin’ giants
in the bean
on frequencies of culture
chewin’ vultures
horticulture
twistin’ high as horus
in the sky of taurus
locate the quadrant
n0body get the piece before us
swallowin’ the feast
the rawest
silent like a beacon’s chorus
behind the arc on blacktops
a n-gga stackin’ torrents
flushin’ special ops and forces
metal put the beast in coffins
technology their savior
ridin’ sable
pourin’ maple
between the gears that’s grindin’
sparks that ricochet off navels
the iron rod that made me
orange like the skies that rise
in haiti
i’m imported like a royal flush
that never change me
describe the fuselage
that make me do this
for the babies
writin’ raps in codes
with purpose is my nack
relentless
lately
the cracks not mistake me
the hidden signal
climbin’ to your recognition
only for the real
when real is missin’

[chorus]
eternal clipse holdin’
wrists frozen, fall beneath monolithic exoticness
the cognitive statue unraveled, you talk a lot of sh-t
my microphone ravenous, hazard into your cl-ssic
it’s tragic, the god is flowin’ on b-ss, but spittin’ acid sh-t
entrapment, you splashin’ for days inside my dungeon
try to function in a summer, that blaze amongst corruption
no -ssumption, we clearin’ that haze amongst discussion
with my n-ggas, carry wisdom, come gaze, no cynicism



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