Michael Angelo (Da Vinci Code)

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There's a stir of echoes, that sound suspenseful

They savagely send, boutiques of sharpen pencils

So I write backwards, Leonardo Da Vinci

In a black new era with a gray enyce

They savagely send, boutiques of sharpen pencils

So I write backwards, Leonardo Da Vinci

In a black new era with a gray enyce

I'm a backwards poet, like Leo Da Vinci

At the renaissance park, there's trouble in the land

Electric slide through gang fight to get to the stands

Noise cracked the sound barrier over the land

A bullet ran into a gun everyone ran

Picture a million snakes, runnin from this man

swag walk backwards, car the in hop, and hit the fan

rode in reverse, to roscoe's, for six miles

consistently threw up food for awhile

the magic trick was, no remains of bile

crib the to, we reversed the length of the nile

crib the to got, forgot to send text file

jog backwards to my front door, soon home be i'll

moonwalk up the stairs, and down the hall, to my room

spent around, and open the door, to cartoons

rapping over the words i heard from the car tunes

spent around, and closed the door, lab rat slash goon

I watch as pencil lead erases written words

pencils draw my hands in, the willy wonka nerd

I surely take a stand, I'm possessed by verbs

walk backwards in a circle, I'm storming my brain

train of thought, global superstorm, my thoughts are trained

my visual prowlness is out the window pane

pain and gain, watch raindrops shoot up, I'm not insane

sun always shine brightest after, forty rains

There's a stir of echoes, that sound suspenseful

They savagely send, boutiques of sharpen pencils

So I write backwards, Leonardo Da Vinci

In a black new era with a gray enyce

They savagely send, boutiques of sharpen pencils

So I write backwards, Leonardo Da Vinci

In a black new era with a gray enyce

I'm a backwards poet, like Leo Da Vinci