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Mentally dissect My lyrical dialect Cause my psychological Philosophical context Is an channel you have to check Digest the concept I profess See how the geometrical lines connect We not parallel They same great minds think alike like we share the same cells My brain waves is a storm of tornadoes Whirling together to create the embryo Biblical credentials say the body is a temple An the mind is sound The fundamentals or essential Purpose of my well being is to be presentful An image rememorable because my existence is once to be found GOD holds my crown But the devil is permissible to be around My lyrical material I write down Comes from the instrumental grounds of the sounds my mind listens to I'm a instrument
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
Psychological Lyricism
Mentally dissect My lyrical dialect Cause my psychological Philosophical context Is an channel you have to check Digest the concept I profess See how the geometrical lines connect We not parallel They same great minds think alike like we share the same cells My brain waves is a storm of tornadoes Whirling together to create the embryo Biblical credentials say the body is a temple An the mind is sound The fundamentals or essential Purpose of my well being is to be presentful An image rememorable because my existence is once to be found GOD holds my crown But the devil is permissible to be around My lyrical material I write down Comes from the instrumental grounds of the sounds my mind listens to I'm a instrument
vashawn-jackson
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
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