Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
In my historical oracle, I blast metaphorical
Editorials educating in my territorial
Get torn, heavily armed with seventy bombs
That'll blast divine like the heavenly psalm
Your men'll be gone if they explore my deepest thought
I beat hearts in two then ask demons for chalk
I'm dreaming to stalk MCs in the dark I walk
Blindfolded the mind's golden, watch how you talk
My style is a art, recognize lyrical purity
All hell breaks loose like a mall with no security
The dopest vocalist (uh), with my third eye I focus with
I proceed, flow with the speed of a Indie motorist
There's more to this than wasted shiny chains and bracelets
I hit tracks, my tongue waits for the brains to blaze it
Amazing angelic, tell it to your people
"Your mic' and my mic', come on yo, no equal"
Illadelph is like the sun 'cause we shine with rhymes
Underground is like the moon, you only see us at times
And at times with light skies when the stars recline
Jedi Mind, Outerspace, coincide and combine
Illadelph is like the sun 'cause we shine with rhymes
Underground is like the moon, you only see us at times
And at times with light skies when the stars recline
Jedi Mind, Outerspace, coincide and combine
Raw poems, bury your body in catacombs
Rip your soul from your limbs like brims from Jim Jones
In the Twilight Zone, we disperse cowards
Vampires that stalk earth on reverse hours
Night calls, we target your facade
My latitude is god, darts out my jaws leave eternal scars
You're left breathing out of tube straws by the marksmen
Harnessing science for demolishing the charlatan
Raps will make you parallax
My domain has power to block synapse inside veins
War shots fired off by the army type warlocks
Devil's plan is to have you drip in the Clorox
Beast deceiving us, ways devious
Possessing my peeps to walk streets with stolen heat like Prometheus
Elements rushing you back to hell again