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Sktzo
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AWAKENING MINDS

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Sublime Potentate Intellectualizing Theosophy
As godly oddities, we're obviously anomalies acting autonomously
And our purposeful verbosity 
Is known commonly to cause neuropathy
In those cold and old foes of religiosity, honestly
We two, are more than what an accomplice be
This is what our encompassed conscience compass sees, cognitively
And we might seem obnoxious but our positive pomposity 
Is a sacred BASIC to your souls neurology
As we pull you in, to our cosmological odyssey
Using vowels and consonants seized, in our monstrosity of sovereignty
Two headed deity fleeing thee with a philosophy merged with astrotheology
As we bleed creeds to be freed beyond a Continents Seas, wheres the apostrophe?
And so we drop colloquies of prosodies in hopes of reciprocity
Supplying Orion with a Utopian Zion botany
To even get the fools that drool to be frolicking erotically
Tongue twisted words to tantalize your souls topography, constantly
As we are both the ALPHA/OMEGA of constancy
Yet cause despondency to apostasies that speak wantonly
But many have the 'nerve to hate'
That we exert perfect science through sacred geometry
FLOWER OF LIFE and Metatrons Cube,
Should have you enthused NOT confused
At least enjoy the grammatical feast in this infinite interlude
Don’t be aloof but be nude not prude 
Or feel consumed by truth as your souls exhumed
As we continue offering a free market of artistry 
Breaking up the useless and toothless ruthless monopoly over HIP HOP homilies
So we condone didactic drones to impose clones of multiple syllabic tones
Random yet in tandem phantom zones, provoke our prose to promote groans
Some are sonorous moans, and others are antiquated agitated cacophonies
And its our policy to spit thermonuclear rocketries of polities quite audibly
To either shaken or awaken your sedated psychologies
Beautifully divine intellectual labyrinths incarnate
We harkened and started light from darkness
And made dark matter from cosmic garbage
We grew to harvest and take targets
Raised some Suns and Moons to be the smartest
From us it started, though discarded or disregarded
We 'turned tables' and make stars a carcass
Supernova, youthful clover explosive not corrosive or starless
Beyond the concept of heartless we might be regarded
But word warriors of Carthage causing carnage as phonetic artists
Having the cold-hearted as garnish on the market
We are the antivirus, or better understood as antibiotics
Slightly psychotic , and our language of anguish is chronically NEVER toxic
But we dialectically and respectfully 
Expect your respect of our diagnostic fiber-optic droplets
Some get mad though, for our macrocosmic Ebonics 
And our ethereal material of quantum hypnotic topics
Cruising and perusing through Records Akashic, tantric magic 
We gotcha, maniacal phonetic monsters 
Via equating ether through electronics
Popping eye sockets with our rambunctious mandibular rockets
Making even transhumanists
A goon consumed with doom & gloom 
Enthusing a looney looming gist
And a fuming mist, consuming this
BUT we direct intellects to resurrect a dialect of homoluminous

Because you’ll never know what it cost us
Being caustic in cerebellum cyphers of logic
Kaleidoscopic 'Gnostic coptic’, to open optics
Hence, we drop sonnets like cosmic comets
Thus its a must that we, concoct some comments
HIP HOP is conscious, so we open optics
Even if what we spit in our lyrical sometimes hyper-spiritual literal linguistics
Seem to be influenced by 'narcissistic narcotics'
Merely and sincerely embryonic pain chronic
Spewage IS NEVER sewage but fluid
Our intergalactic fanatical acrobatic grammatical tactics
And we spat quick, not plastic but erratic 
Instrumentally influential mentalities erupting the corruption of addicts
Yet even Nostradamus predicted our higher conscious…NESS
Like Nessy, yet never messy while we maneuver over DAMS like Hoover
Diving into scuba yet more of a galaxy of tragedy, never haphazardly or randomly
Because of effortless and effective effigies expressed eloquently
None mess with me, because the spirit of 'E' that dwells in me
It's beyond any intellectual comprehension
Thus the span of attention, got your fists clenching
Some lost in animated suspension, suspiciously spit viciously
Mentally can be considered our heritage, not heretics, so malicious see?!
But we over see the overseer, none could peek into the minds of peers
Less you fathom the phantom that can randomly collapse atoms
And split souls with sheers to commandeer the commandments
That constitute the metaphysical
I myself and Shakespeare, hate fear
Share disdain for pain, so we remain here
So we both as Titans & Grammatical Giants with lingual tridents
Filled with self reliance, yet receive no earthly compliance
Gods of defiance, supplying spit of suppliance
But not to tyrants, that are tyrannical
So we go on BEAST MODE on the EAST COAST
Rhythmic syntax, break dance and spin backs
We spit facts with vim TRACKS
Yet we STILL see sin lacks, what our kin spat
Overlords of a higher consciousness
With no obnoxious pompousness
Because some relax with chronic hash
But I prefer to exert verses sonic fast
An elixir word mixer, berserk blister like a tonic mashed
My Cerebrum & Cerebellum are like HADRON COLLIDER where particles are in a subatomic crash
So don’t be so concerned with CERN and its micro wormhole vortex
Because at the end of befriending
Our message to 'The Whore'
Is that she'll no longer have any more sex
And she deplores treks but we implore, dont go vote for more stress
And though she caused sores, we restore and give more through Common Core texts!
Plus ZIKA spores, are causing an uproar yet nothing stops, raw sex
So more invest in 'a vest' to not infect with more pests
And the bore detects unrest like in a game board of Chess
Just in case you don’t understand the metaphor, impressed
I'll help you stand tall on metal floors, 'cause I'm like a landlord, that's vexed
The whore is Babylon that has it on with A Military Industrial Complex
Hope you can cope and don’t poke your optical cortex
Warriors not in favor of war, as global ignoble foes are causing us more stress
We manipulate linguistics while America infiltrates nations with multiple missile ballistics
Get out your fantasy and be realistic, don’t be a statistic
But realize our prosaic sighs and the size of our pleas & cries
Are due to the wickedly shrewd and their oligarchical monopolistic
So without getting too deep in the political, causing cerebrums to become cynical
Just remind the hindsight of the blind to request a miracle
And let's hope that our current state of existence
Is NOT a detected reflection of humanities apogee pinnacle

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after vision says:

my poet you just planted the flower of life

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