Many sources of sound have
certain frequencies of vibration
that are determined entirely by
their inherent properties,
such as dementia.
In the depths of rhythm all my breaths are
called the numeric time zones
for out of time, out of body, out of mind
the states of holy days stagnate
creative waves
sign language says
shut up and watch
two millenniums of asinine
I'll eradicate them all
before they take mine
you can't find me on the
wall where the grab is my leg
And all the new time saved from the
mass detached po lice that acts
Way too late for survival evolu
tions like your mental
It's not funny when
you're blind to your loss
And rip mode ego overloads that's the
cause for the most innovative
Sedations placed in top ten
to corrode a case of coronas
Best left alone like the active bone
with unattractive hyperaction
Suspension ridges two dimensions
won't reach
Because kids is whack and make
moves like paraplegics
In another time they could've
been the man
But that time won't exist
like parallels to this
In the gateway, a few will keep the mind,
even less will keep the dogs
Watch the petty crimes get caught,
now I'm open for suggestions, facts not guessin'
I need a new line and on my triple down,
watch the bullshit economics trickle down
And I'm alone in this world until my sea comes,
so to your dormitories for
Rafi, my man
We broke temperatures and legislate my own,
now the born power took a step out of clout
Devout lyricists insist when my physical fades,
my energy will stay
And you know persecution is senseless,
when you realize you have 19 galactic
My sanctuaries, my wisdom
In
R .I .P. mode,
D .A .M .A .S .O .L .E.
Writes rhymes to rhythm
After tri als, that'll kill a normal man
Defeat a purpose, a clan
Use your eyes, watch me ex pand
The mode I slip in is beyond hypnotic
I use my whole brain for programs
So whole potentials tapped in too
Winners never lose,
my center will never be bruised
Dope like
Prozac, one time for lab contact
A while ago I tried to
find out why so many
MCs say hardcore
But all they show me is commercial
I understand financing food on the table
But after 12 million sold there
should be respect to show
We cancel service one time
for burps with kings
How many of my rapian inno
cents this shit stings?
Porn's like the bite techniques,
intrigued by these
Got a club of underground world renown
3 ,000 miles around the globe
with fat headphones
I travel on subterranean an
d aquatic transmissions
My name's known to heads
5Ds coast -to -coast to
Stargate
And even places where time displaces
My disposition says, fuck you
For flight,
I vibrate with the past and create treatment
For gossip and controversy
Propaganda won't hurt me, only
man -made disease
For vaccinations,
hip -hop cleanses souls with ease
For budgets of millions,
the black man sleeps in the cold
You hate when I dictate whip mode
Grab the mic, plug it in, and we can't
And we can't
Grab the mic, plug it in, and we can't
Grab
Plug it in
Grab the mic, plug it in, and we can't
Grab the mic, plug it in, and we can't
Last synopsis hard
like the final exam
One moment of reflection
These kids dynamics goes on like
life dementials
Subtracting thought from mentals
By means of television's religion
Don't believe me?
You can ask an authority on slavery
But the slave won't ask, you live to be last
I begin and end with the ultimate class
Those who question actual existence
ac tually exist to be an ass
I remain relative with
obscure approach
Decided who would be defiant
with subliminal strokes
And undertones of trade I'm large like
Everglades
Ever broke or the next,
I chose not to choke
My morbid curiosity
won't kill the feline
Just induce states of mind with
problematic re wind
I sure don't tell
my instruments with this
I have to say I started
this with no shouts
It's time to weed out the
dreams from the real
Wax is not for fabrication
In
R .P. mode the revolution's
televised by revelation
It's like that
And now you're back with
Taz in
R .I .P. mode
Dimension, dimension, dimension...
