String Theory Rhythm Of The Planet (feat. Tek-nition & D-Rev)
Verse 1 (Hex One)
Define simple when a rhyme sticks to the mind's temple
A fire's lit that could blind fictional ties to physical signs central
To your eye's visual be wise if you
Try to step to the mic it might resemble a Mayan ritual
Devise a stencil for lines describing what I've been through
Syllable science rips through typical spineless victims
You pitiful swine is just food for lyrical giant pit bulls
We give a flying shit stool what rhythm you guys spit to
Criminal iron fist rule animal prime my mandible's shrine
Was crafted like a caliber nine pistol
Capital crime limbo's the practical time window
For tracking divine instros with rather sublime tempos
My pride intrudes and fries the mentals I climb into
I try and include high induced with quiet pencils
You find issues with my credentials we buying missiles
If liars defy us with bias they could die eventful
Chorus
In the midst of all the panic it's like we all blissfully outlandish
So we willingly continue all the damage
But hell I just light a L and flow to the visions of my plan
And bob my head to the rhythm of the planet
We living in the rhymes of a judgeless rule
Where we transcend from nothing into something new
My lifetime's just a sixteen bar verse with unstructured roots
But the dopeness of it's up to you
Verse 2 (Tek-nition)
Verses chatter out of my data box with facts
That my perfect patterns can paradox with aftershocks
Of split inconsistency from my scatter plot
Expand and catapult daggers to saturate your catalog
And lodge a catastrophic cannon ball in your abandoned lot (doc)
Documenting writtens my physics is cyber atomic
Designed to deposit paradigms from a scientist's office
Aligned and combined a Scientologist lion from Zion
With Mayan astrology defining this giant colossus
Colliding composites think you fly you can die in your cockpit
Denying can modify your diet this iron is toxic
Ironically thought to be a cross of a viable profit
Inside a sarcophagus a shrine and a bible of Gnostics
Narcissistic martyr deciphering pliable clauses
That travel like a typhonic tidal inside your metropolis
Goliath leviathan swallowing islands and continents
The prime audio novelist given rhythm within the planets
Chorus
Verse 3 (D-Rev)
My mind is designed to inflict defiance
Inside of a guys mental compliance and to
Provide the stressin' and higher lessons causing a psycho tension
On the lies you infuse I pry the tissues of blinded issues
I can provide the iron to rise and put an iron fist in the sky
To symbolize an alliance of civil minded men who ridicule
The simple witted as well as women who realize that we misuse
The gift of intuiton and inner vision
I compromise your social science designed by a tyrannical giant
Claiming the rights of the divine and the inhuman
Will and drive to bring little lives to a tribal genocidal life
And try to submit you to it and deintellectualize you and fit you to
A diabolical prison but align with me and I'll align with you
And in line we'll be lions who fighting a lie
And if the lying wins I'll lie with you cause I'll die with you
Ride with me and I will ride with you D-Rev
Chorus
