Yes, it was a breeze finding the keys to the portal door,
I just needed Gregory, now the rest is history,
none can spit as sick as me,
none can be as blistering,
my wrists are bling with moldavite from the mines of old
before the hypnotics took hold,
Machine Elf robotics tic-tocking in my timing,
this aint a product, I’m the Pro Octagon,
8 take it and break it down, make it 116,
Numerology is the chronology of everything that’s past
and all that’s to come and everything under the sun is in tune
and the sun is eclipsed by my Gryphon’s wingspan,
I’m the King and the pendulum swings in the palm of my Pan hand,
my horns are tingling, space-time is wrinkling,
We’re ditching this circus, this rinky dink Ringling and Barnum Bailey,
for real, enough already
You’re on a fast track pace straight to last place
but don’t come crying to me,
Owl reach through portal, now you’re my tasty morsel
and to dust you must be ground down,
this world’s meant to be a playground,
still some fools think they can get away with being a bully,
I’m-a teach them a lesson, recess is back in session,
don’t you see the day is blessed?
Feel free to run around
When you hear me rhyming, you know it’s terrifyingly dope,
It’s almost hysterical, you’re scared,
well, you should grow a pair of testicles
cause if you don’t man up
then you’ll just be another man down,
my flow is bozo-ing you fuckin clowns,
I’m the illest motherfucker,
haven’t you been listening?
I’m humanity's emancipator,
I turn haters into lovers, enemies into brothers,
I’m laid back cause I always puff the spliff exquisite,
Amsterdam runs out of weed every time I visit,
puff the White Widow, Noorderlicht,
that’s “Northern Light” in Dutch,
yeah, I puff multi-linguistically, I spit unrealistically
so kiss the ring quickly before it’s too late,
when the end is drawing near, I always draw the Ace
You’re on a fast track pace straight to last place
but don’t come crying to me,
Owl reach through portal, now you’re my tasty morsel
and to dust you must be ground down,
this world’s meant to be a playground,
still some fools think they can get away with being a bully,
I’m-a teach them a lesson, recess is back in session,
don’t you see the day is blessed?
Feel free to run around
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