cryptologists fall in this battle of mind and wits
i piss rivers of verbs through words that my mind vents
im the dream in the night, thats got your linen soaking
i squeezed into your imagination...
..and started poking..
you know you feel it, subtle urges, theres no mistaking
got you staying up at night, worrying.. contemplating
the little voices, the quiet noises that your hearing
should you heed to there call, or continue your fearing?
your undecided, i find this the perfect oppurtunity
i rip my self from your soul, procede to exume from thee
and now im free.. what the fuck have you done
realization strikes, i tower over you, move to confront
my attacks are blistering, moving with an undetermined purpose
you unleashed a lyrical god, those savage rhymes are worthless
im rappers inspiration and motivation in one package
my lips cause nerve damage, and destroy your neural assets
im here to conquer, devestating and descimating
my spells evocating thoughts worth concentrating
i let you wake, you shake with violent shivers
it was all a dream,but the effect was still delivered
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