From the 8th Dimension, I rap, I rhyme, I write, I make, I art, i mess, I math, I perform, I feel, I share, I learn, I impress
Quannum Observation forth-sent by i, SM's, etx. Brain juice in the form of word-like structures.
Hey did you get your phone back I've been acting whack stacking up questions that I wanted to ask you
Made a racket downtown asking Bros yo have you seen so and so and they all told me no but did you try her phoneso
I tacke d a notice on the pole cuz I thought that you was lost bro or at the hospital yeah I'm glad to see that you're alright but I did have little a fright
The site of you is better than any text you could wright wanted to invite you a time or 2 to come and kick it with the crew but soon we recognize we had to wait for you to come on through hoping that your phone would soon be doing what it is supposed to do
thus spake we Princess biznotch said to me if you ask her who she be and her response is always 3. Yeah she got some personalities but they don't come for free, she and her I's combine and form a triangle inside cause when identities collide its like a rollercoaster ride trying to decide which one ought to be recognized. she wont tell a lie but the truths that she provide certain to be selected based on who in front and on the side, backing up her stats with facts, layin down the rhymes, stacking up the beats, maxing out the time, finally up in the sky spewing rainbows, getting high, no surprises but she wise, never crying but implying kind words each and every line, climbing out my mind and mouth we do verbalize, feeling light and darkness like they be my trusty guide, each and every color gotta vide that is supplied, as a whole the stream of light hides behind her eyes inside her mind, so as three heads upon a panda drop a verse or a stanza, what comes out, spouts about begins within and not without, reaching crowds with more than sounds as they go thru red to right in down but left the violet where it turns around, changes made in frequencies accommodating who be tasting all will be allowed, fore to front in front of crowds, you must know how they get down, so they can see a side of you, turning yellow into blue, but after all that I have learned in school I'm asking whats the truth, so i agree to sacrifice my own beliefs in light of anew, truth be looming over lying besides the logic and the would, behind what could in verse out stood, beyond evil and good, thus we spake in silence tightened lips, closed eyes, leave my ears to recognize, wisely sitting still filling in my pie, my minds eye with visions which i have implied, from listening to histories and lies, insisting blissfulness soon to collide with Princess' cries for all of us to unify, doomed to reside without any damn reply....