it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy
experiment and enter the internals of the inner me
hone in on clones and blow them out of my zone
the radical tactical movements
sounds are congruent to it
it is what it ain't to these
thought of automatons deceived
who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
i can't seem to sleep long enough to dream
it's life on a laser beam
but i fiend for the future at my finger tips
one of the minor technicalities of my head trips
been told since stories of old
come on let's go and then i'll show how to beat down a rhyme
but still let yourself go
this is what i'm talking about
should i begin to spit it just like the wind
show my power take flight and quickly ascend
like a bird beating my wings to the pulse of nature
scaring spiritual devils while evoking the maker
is it wrong for me to curse in the name of right
is it wrong for me to spit life into this mic
that's all i'm asking baby
how come the new millennium brings fright
something wicked approaches tonight
static battle star galactic
what good is a call on the phone if you can't speak
and you find it hard to breathe
mere presence i put forth
inherently legends record all souls of expressions
a spirit of music that once was
born out of the pool of your love
baby i'm an agent with a flow that's so contagious
and all and all true patience
my brotha lo told me makes for perfection
while you feeling bound by this matrix
that's why when it comes to protecting mine
i'm a brother you can call over zealous
and i lust and thrust out my staff and wet
till the motherfuckin' rains get jealous
it's not coincidental i use my soul for a stencil to outline the rhyme
that connects machine and a mind
until the end of time the one my kind
the message will now be profoundly
rules are meant to be broken
therefore it's my pleasure to mentor
but once learned you must learn you must yearn to discern
the mechanical glitch of artificial intelligence
but the consequence of your ignorance is the reality i now see before me: maybe in time we'll see"