freestyle
I ripped the flesh off you
when my tech shot you
runnin' all your life but death caught you
I can't stand to see what mankind's intellect is brought to
whence lost true
reason was, and hence frauds grew
to exceeding wealth and stopped new
ideas that challenged the status quo, but many men fought to
advance the species
and thus the rancid feces
can't defeat me
I stand on the shoulders of giant dropping grand supreme pieces
of heavenly wisdom
and a deep schism
forms in the walls of the mental seed prison
that prevents trees arisen
from the soil of essential rivision
