Psychoacoustics boomin off the ceiling cells Hyper-dilluted Polluted, but I hear it well 30k range limit Off the brain I came with it Pick up the vibe Crack the crane hear the bells Ringing singing, million heathens in the streets Slingin MP3s to folks who cope seeing belief When the eyelids shut violet riots through the leak Stop the time between the sheets Find the rhymes through the frequencies Frequently looking for the shine in the pitch And the lines they depict In the pulse of the kit Tumultuous Uproarious disorderly formed to this 5 grams to hit the delorean born again fix -- Ear drum hit in the box Hear em comin in flocks Love to front on cops who take away the vox From the locks full of life Take away the sight Array of noise comin down -- The same plane, Same brain Interchange See the sound now You see what you see, u hear what u hear But if yo seeing is believing, I been hearing this for years I fear what I seek I reap what I don't know I leap off a cliff to hear the rocks glow With the soul of a body, not seen but shown Through a floating flow over scopes Incarcerated with the barks overthrown Hull hollow, Knock on the glass watch the waves crash in to the cranium Mass grow until the brain defamed, never the same again Laced with ten hearing aids tuned to the room of doomsday participants Indifferent to the carcinogens that they imprisoned in Deface the earth in holographic depictions of literature That been banned oral picture books list the shams that passed before Shackled to the last man that’s known as raw Last tour didn't go too far Destination B about as far as I could fall When the sirens hit, listen for the music of the streets Only sound to give you peace as the ties give you grief Piece of the puzzle that they cannot defeat Put that speaker on your shoulder That'll beat'll fold em Stand on your feet {It’s they} Sound they seek

You can catch the wave or catch your 42 Gas the rays, past the fame sake Last to pay Obey Obey Mirror glaze over the dash Gas to horizon Last to buy in That’s the dying mindset Last of mayan's guided Crash to the pine to find Gas to fire it up Cryptic scriptures lining Defining your mind and what's in it Who invented the second Who speaks through your head stops the clock when your finished read the dead commandments Body vanished, landed in a planet Garnished with human farms Bio wires Trade in a tire iron for a metal arm Long been foreign The days of clean air and knowing your parents Manic panic banished the fandom Killed off the pigs who ran it Face up in the gutter for those who can handle damage fantastic Spirit lasted running off bastards Crew scholastic True to havoc Move the pattern In a fashion only imagined Hazard Tore off his face wore it as a mask in class To pass the eye test Rap music from a future tense Hip hop from a future tense hip from the future See it into your now Molded from shit ya used to, wack styles and general Casts of being I ran a bath you barely dipped ya feet in I bathed a craft unborn, unkown, and not seen with human eyes Lean to a different path, Left to your own devices I bleed the aristocrat blood of a man who found his mind's sense Unguided and Designed in a benign time And aligned it with the fine lines defining Speed under the divide Fiction mixed reality, nothing seem outta the box to me Sat Unlocked to see everything that forgot the bot in me Hail to the metal, maschine washed and dryed botany The leaves sing a hum so I know that be watching me Quick notes of a locomotive totin' totem poles off the wall I'm true to this I'm fluent in the fluid that bring in that thought This chalk outline in a living heart This the future to the present This is funneled through John Those is levels This is message This is penman This is Rap music from a future tense Hip hop from a future tense Collar John Coming At You in Your Final Hour Pump The Music Loud 'Nuff To Rip, Tear Down The Tower

You Can hear the Tonal hurt in my hertz, got a fortune five pain stake in all my words Spit a verse like I know what's comin down the tunnel Blessing in a curse Blessed to be the first man to write down these words unique on the waves that haven't been heard by same brains from which you speak Drop back make em freeze As it begins to grow You cannot fit inside my mold The brain gets fluid The tame stay stupid the lanes begin to show Channels getting old As the Shades getting thrown The brain get lucid They came to get stupid Take a second out the show We can Tell em what we do to em Open up these sheets let Em sleep on Em Open up these Racks put the stacks on Em Open up these packs put the packs on Em If they wanna send a rat I got his ofacts homie Lay Em in te mix, beat it up bro bpm low, Make Em breathe slow {handle} on grip, put the track jack low Put a fucker on his back, reiki energy flow Open up these sheets let Em sleep on Em Open up these Racks put the stacks on Em Open up these packs put the packs on Em If they wanna send a rat I got his facts homie Lay Em in the mix, beat it up bro bpm low, Make Em breathe slow {handle} on grip, put the track jack low Put a fucker on his back, reiki energy flow As it begins to grow You cannot fit inside my mold The brain gets fluid The tame stay stupid The lanes begin to show Channels getting old You only do as you were shown {handle} on grip, put the track jack low Put a fucker on his back, reiki energy flow Back the data up Back to back to buck Cattle fast assimilate Shackled feet to the factories Wanna count down those sheep Don't run nor weep Can't run from your dreams when you been fast asleep Fact of the matter your the last batter up and you can't swing for shit Your average, ya wack, and you lack originality Act like you can rap Up in my face like you wanna battle Whip up a beat serve it at ya feet on a platter Lookin at me sly say that Shits a lil out there MIDI slap you round you weak I can see it Only step to me when you kick it on my scenes Camouflage on a feat Synth the only lead Future Scene gritty Sit down watch collar teach Get down put the cardboard to your feet Kick ground foot up lorde without the E Wanna feel the sheet you can leap Into my blanket feel the heat Let bro eat through a tube in sleep That line the primal urge that run too deep Too real for yall not to feel it Too real gon stand still Shit not my feet Read that shit that runs through my teeth Read that shit that runs through my teeth Breathe Breath that shit that come through my teeth Breathe Breathe Breathe Read Read Read As it beings to grow I cannot fit inside my mold As it begins to grow I see the walls begins to fall As it begins to grow I see the walls begins to crawl As it begins to grow you cannot fit inside my mold The brain gets lucid The tame stay stupid Take a second out the show We can Tell em what we do to em Open up these sheets let Em sleep on Em Open up these Racks put the stacks on Em Open up these packs put the packs on Em If they wanna send a rat I got his facts homie Lay Em in the mix, beat it up bro bpm low, Make Em breathe slow {handle} on grip, put the track jack low Put a fucker on his back, reiki energy flow

Neurons spread blood undertow phara-mones Spare toast, break bread and-a bone ASC only lines spoke, broke the definition of ME SMILE, transition chemically - Gotta die a few times before you can really live, ghostship burning, globe prison turning, exploding motor gurney - This song played inside prayer circles, Wave goodbye to your person Say hi your to mind Pop through the cellophane cell brain signal inner workings First seat in the train station Eyes lurking Quantum leap face bracin the space in between The green lace, plastic tastin Connected selective festivity Who gon see I take what's given to me Big homie, please When I fall drop me back on my feet All the shit that’s goin on I'm only half involved When I'm home nobody knows Eyes closed Until I'm gone Because utopia doesn’t exist by definition You just got a phobia of livin don't murder beats I help em breath until they finished These eyes on me Be Eyes on lease Define yo crease Aint dumbin down on yo bunk beats Every sound made lent, negative 50 cents Finders kept, pay my rents Your debt is my credit X2 I could die tomorrow could've died yesterday too Grey area between one and a few Credit of a generational pull Aint gonna know the last chapter till im eight rings up the ladder feel they eyes occupying my mind, Octave higher Hive of a hostage buyer Lighter to the faculty Shackled to the facet beast Yall sweet sippin Daquiris Last to speak on the battle To meet ya mind Forced to find, starve yo self Columbine health care free Buy the time and free ya wealth Call em, Star 47 Coll em Afford heaven Cost of a reverend Accost em directly Fell out a bed and Saw the raw for my self Follow the elf in Living room sittin, do yall see that elephant in the middle? That phantom riddle Had a pickle between reality And a fickle fiction Welcome to the living vision Of a ricker who passed up the cattle Risen to something that my dad can live in Shadow of the skin sacrificed to be myself Half your being is being someone else Motherfucker

You mad doggie Cuz u nothing but a fad doggie A flash in the pan hobby That's a line right there This a cult not a clique This a gang not a group Theres a squad on a fifth This shit stuck in a loop Whatchu know bout that 30k flight music underground NY fitted gambling in the night music Life on the plus line, third hit, roll the dice music Knowin you might lose it in one pitch, tune it down six Picket fixed administrations Pick of the litter when ya title is nameless All in the figures if ya follow the paper All on the table my stash isn't stable Made the sound you hear when the label scratched Molotov talk, popov jaw Stock stack tall You talk loud, you act hard And fall off dialect of dying breath Curse your blessed to be vexed under The blue dot poppin up in your film Sync'd livin And repeated numbers That 90 years a slow death That look around the city and mumbling what the fuck Don't you think, don't you have thoughts in your head Oh, no, you want me to shut up So your glass isn't shattered So you continue thinkin that your life matters So you can think that everything you taught isn't just a fragment Of a pattern you refuse to see Too afraid of the panic of a Zoom out planet Cause you can't handle that you control nothing, Track played backed by an evil laugh when the gas put you under

[Dr. Wong] You seem to alternate between viewing your own mind as an unstoppable force and as an inescapable curse You chose to come here, you chose to talk You are the -- It's just work And the bottom line is, some people are okay going to work and some people Well, some people would rather die Each of us gets to choose

don't be such a freaking weenie, past cj, Jesus Against all odds I threw the dice against the mirror A couple nights in a row I wet eyes staring at the ceiling Ask why, answer cause I can't stand all the feeling 16 years later listen to 21 year old lyrics my own production so side walk snare syncopate concrete crack hearing Head adhering Life satirin !{satire-in} Pack bagged in with all the fear inner lingering interfering Binge weekend enough to kill an infant's parents Chose not to give a fuck early on so the sums' year later, a little squirrely at my desk Play fader with the feds, right and left Pearly gates a little earlier Than you thought I appreciate all the cards Get well soon I chose to get better now Roll my eyes in the mirror click clack blow iPhantom fearing of it Piece of the puzzle puppet Two decades in so fuck it find a way to stomach wonder if I'm above it Jump for cover, hover over lovin ~~ Huff the puffins for blubber Cuffin up enough to fuck Up and down the ride goes I found the sleep to define souls Tripped to the Far side Sublime chemistry watch the mind glow With my eyes closed Dice, fold, n goals going bust getting' old Load getting harder to hold Watch my pupils grow, Load a fo, back to the ghosts I go,

Welcome to the climb aint this bittersweet This the timeline you that aint never reached Paranoia creepin, makin itself at home Standing in the middle of the street break a dawn surrounded by the gas lamps City on fire No electricity in the wires Cars without tires Darkest attire For this funeral, planned it for myself Gonna share the wealth, loot full of needles, guns and belts What else you gon do but serve it My urge is disturbing all you fucking urchins that never learned how to have a purpose Excuse me, there I go again talking to my inner persons, kinda losing it My grip floosy My thirst lurkin Insatiable appetite to lay waste Anything not laced and capable of Killing I's before I shoot my demise in the eyes I'd like a lie about life with a side of fries A fast and easy truth Tell me it's alright and I'll get through it That my tooth shatter proof Like that bottle I swallow too much Ye that’s us I'm the only one I trust Welcome to the climb aint it bittersweet This the timeline that you aint never reached