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I'm a daredevil with the wordplay
I'm the father nature of words
I cause metaphorical earthquakes
I create verbal distortions
real-time gravitational pulls
My words create wormholes
for you fools
I'm never one to get caught up
With those three-lined time wasters
Small words are for felines, not dog chasers
Now watch me enter your ear like q-tips
Whether you recite this mentally or with two lips
Watch my words blossom then spring like tulips
My tools are to equip, I do this
For the sake of being an artist
We are now in the future
You can be a man that is heartless
I swear his organic heart was replaced with turbines
YouTube it, google it!
We are now in those times
Enough about those lives
Let's embrace my current state of mind
This current age, only a fragment in the stain of time
Minimum wage has me working over time
Maximum rage could be the case if I let go of my
Elusive state, I'm in a place where my conscious mind
Has embraced all of my thoughts upon these words of mine
I hoping that these words can turn to wine so that all can drink, then have high spirits
We are all passengers upon our own body's can't you feel it?
lag and latency upon your current actions
tell your brain to move a finger, then see what happens
It's crazy that only 10% of our brain can be accessed
Is this a myth or a fact?
I have yet to fathom
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