posted on Jun, 15 2008 @ 08:18 AM
I wage war with suppressed tech, every syllable is loaded and double checked, verbally sniped from the tower of the upper deck, exit wound just a
speck, so much force, collapse your neck, guess whats next?
im sick of disrespect, inept emcess constantly causin me to hit eject, your mic stance is incorrect, your soul I disect, injection, the infection now
spreadin through your nerve centers, mind splinters, then i cash my check. send all the money to my mountain sect.
As wicked minds fiend for control of all nations, i mentally hack their substations, enter their base of operations. "sir the mind control is
experiencing complications" extract and beam hidden knowledge to the masses, now your third eye sees.. through 20 20 glasses, i grip space and twist
it, bend it, youv been ended..
I alter the landscape with my mindstate, using systems of weights I shift tectonic plates to bring fate to the doors of the fake... no hate, not here
to eat the cake, im gonna pack, send and ship it to those with empty plates due to skyrocketing financial rates, so sit back and relax while your
brain's OS updates..