Its time to take this kulture

to another place

lets all get onto a rocket

and well shoot it into space

you should learn to break

and teach yourself to pop

teach your kids how the wave

and do the moon walk.

show them how to lock

and practice some new moves

dont recycle any style

cause its really kinda rude

and number one rule is

that you should never bite

so you think you can dance?

puhtt yeah right



its a street dance

physically enhanced

doing moves consuming fools

who just havnt got a chance

you have to have a plan

and mapping it all out

strategies with master rhymes

collapsing in times of doubt

rapping style around

in a circular position

i always tapping underground

to get into the system

meditating wisdom

like im training ninja guiden

youll feel like master splinter

from the rhymes im recitin



Im super ABoriginal

a badder individual

with spiritual residuals,

a flavorful convivial

audio and visual

alkylating criminals

inoculating syllables

demodulating intervals

often making minerals

to overcome the pitiful

growing like the trees

consuming weed is like a ritual

reading through subliminal

to formulate co-valence

use bio-luminescence

for my infer red surveillance






im busy taking statements

for the current state of cadence

i will never hold the hatred

i was told that i am sacred

and i dont believe the matrix

because neos not one

you are living in the darkness

like the DEVIL blocked the sun

from my earthlings

who are bursting

and atomically rehearsing

shooting missiles at the moon

because the PC isnt working

searching for a different exit

and i knew it when i read it

preservation is affective

and my knowledge is a weapon

searching for another exit

yes i did and yea i said it

preservation is affective

with intelligence connected








i am popping i am locking

on the microphone im chopping

beat boxing like i am talking

ignorance is what im blocking

i am shocking

like electric

it is better just to accept it

when travel under ground

i hold fresh shit

like a septic

container

later

a hater is

ganna wanna come diss me

ill be slapping him so dizzy

turn his cds into frisbees

feeling frisky

when im flipping

and ripping upon your particles

ill compare you to a vegetable

your showed me the art of choke







i am gleaming the sun

becoming one inside a photosphere

miraculous development

believing christ is almost here

not reading in your theories

cause you lack in meditation

id loan you all of mine

but i would smashed your inspiration

major decapitation

like when Lyra lost her daemon

this is like my golden compass

is continuously leading

beating weaklings

in meeting treating

tweaking like your tweeting

generating molecules

so that the microphone is heating

when im speaking

im receiving

i will ask before believing

question every little answer

so the cancer can be leaving

when im speaking

im receiving

you must ask before believing

question every answer

so the cancer can be treated. Treat ed TREAT IT!