f/ Opio (Souls of Mischief)
Mic check <--- only in Edan Mix
(Mr. Lif)
It's rhyme time
Spread your wings and take off
Up into the atmosphere
Riddled with fear
Emotions dangling, the air keeping afloat
Heart in my throat
Another bout with self doubt
Welcome to this journey of mine
Through my mind
These are the ruins of a glamorous shrine
Over here
I have a force with which none can interfere
But on the flipside
I'm tampered with
Misguided and slided
Exposed and thus unable to hide it
My dome is the +Fulcrum+
As the pendulum swings
I try to measure the potential of things
They say I'm the descendent of emperors, kings
When sorrow sings
It's my name that's synonymous
Studied by archaeologists, astrologists
Lost tribes found the path to follow this
[Opio]
Uh, we unearth, the obelisk and dinosaur bones
We prehistoric with the microphone
A new millenium, you're weak
With a flimsy heart, your best shot get
Blasted ?out of misty? park
I'm grand slammin 'em
Cannons missin the mark, we hard targets
But ?Lenin? counter attacks they hit the sargeant
And general, they're bloodsuckers
I seen the interview, [fool] Nosferatu
Will try to stop you
And swindle you
(With the subliminal)
[So what you ?fin? to do?]
(When they spot you)
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Sample repeated 8x:
"Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the universe" ---> Rakim
[Opio]
Yeah
Playing like Prince
Purple Rain in Minneapolis
And snatch up your ?appleonia?
With the hazardous, batting averages
Swing hard like Joe Dimaggio
Akin to winning rap roulette at the Belazio
Opio's unstoppable, killin all the sacrilige
Keep my shit locked and loaded until the caps in this
Real as a Vietnam flashback, imagine this
Crushing your cardiac harder than an Aztec
I might choke or snitch [what?]
Like Slobodan Milosevic
[Oh shit] Holding on with both my fists
You'll the Ultimate Fighting Championships
Were jumpin in your living room
Fucking up your amplifier
So loud it damn near chipped your tooth [what]
I'm living proof that there's mind over matter
Your spine'll get shattered
+Three Eyes+ comin at ya [ha ha]
Faster than plasma beams, futuristic
(Mr. Lif)
The master dreams of a society twisted
One cult with everyone enlisted
Clingin to religion just to feel uplifted
Brother I can feel your aggression
Life on a whole is in question
We ignore what we don't mention
To err is human, but the road we're assumin
Stops all things from breathing and the flowers from bloomin
Now I'm no historian, but I recall
That ALL
Civilizations fall
We give up our control but we suffer from withdrawal
We learn how to walk now we're too proud to crawl
[You thinking large?]
(We need to think small)
[Man first the universe]
(That's the ultimate brawl)
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