3^rd Bar Invention

I can write forward or backwards and switch my hands which means that my elasticity is advanced as..

Ella Fitz Gerald it’s therll it’s rare’ll take 6-0 years for you to even get there’ll.. take 84 maybe more centuries eventually begin to see why professors’ll mention me//

Had it not been for me and my aesthetic tendencies then emcees wouldn’t have been emcees they’d be industry//

Over symphonies I talk with clauses so awkward Harvard scholars are all astonished//

My bars is to most, a drainer of glucose, if too close a few notes will erode your frontal lobes//

I can quote Thoreau, how much you know? I’ve already discovered 5 elements of Pluto//

Under H20 I can do over to flows, you folks be actin’ like a chump when its too cold//

True idiots laugh at Euclidian math then ask why is it that we rarely cross paths//

Ya’ll funny, ya’ll dummies do not study so you can’t take nothing from me or say nothing to me//

Hook:

I’m the spectacular miraculous after this that is it gather the accolades clap it is rap it is magic in fact it is classic as classic can get-Add to this track it is grabbin’ them cats and imagine a rap that is accurate unlike half of the crap//

(AND)

The culture excellin’, the paltrier I tell em, it’s over we sellin’! We bellin’! Re-bellin’! We yellin’! (Tell em!!!)

Verse 2

Let a psychic hold my palm and read my mind, he’d find more poetry than Shakespeare knew in his prime// I’m the architect of the pyramids, a lyricist so deep, I’m at the bottom of the sea near the squids//

There I flow all day and go all day the opposite I could hit ships with sonar rays//

Speech is so lovely, that the streets’ll just love me, bathe me in some honey bet a bee wouldn’t touch me//

I’m ugly, like a troll with his faced bashed up, mad tough as tough as a Mac truck//

Allow me to elucidate my music’s fate, they’ll measure with pleasure my measures the futures great//

A midst the myth, my spit shifts the abyss until I got em with this at a bottomless pit//

Speech is so clever the eyes that read it’ll well up//

You need to sample Mozart so the beat can measure//

Most of your bars is basic, and I can break it down right now to a minute equation//

I keep em talkin’ even if they Stephen Hawking long as I’m breathin’ walkin’ and speakin’ often//

Hook

I’m the spectacular miraculous after this that is it gather the accolades clap it is rap it is magic in fact it is classic as classic can get-Add to this track it is grabbin’ them cats and imagine a rap that is accurate unlike half of the crap//

(AND)

The culture excellin’, the paltrier I tell em, it’s over we sellin’! We bellin’! Re-bellin’! We yellin’! (Tell em!!!)

Verse 3

I’m a lyricist that experiments with vowels and consonants tryna blend obstruents from all the continents//

Let’s say hypothetically, you can get at me//

Theoretically, none of ya’ll niggers mess with me//

I already changed the sonority range, so now words peak at the coda, the nucleus plane//

Follow me to the very beginnin’ of Etymology an odyssey with underdeveloped terminology//

Ya’ll ain’t get it yet,

I have an eidetic sense my pen attempts to record what I see in my lens//

With little or no success, my notes impress, but from what I hear in my head. My flows a

 mess//

I day dream of perfect syntax, the day that I can pen raps devoid of blemishes and lacks//

My impact on rap, is the bridge between spit and the methods of Harry Lorrayne the Mnemonist//

The ending is the Genesis and this is the linguistic benefit of being lyricist//