Obscure Disorder

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Obscure Disorder


Make the quick decision recognition or the limelight 
(Fuck) all gimmicks I rather connect like websites 
Visions took flight of all the money and the jiggy 
But when it crashed back to Earth the true worth was shown to me 
Indepents circle means will find ways to work it 
On the next EP you see how Audio Researched it 
Without big stars but we keep it tight like constillations 
Half-ass cats, more wigs split than segregation 
But never the less, my thought process on progress 
When the vinyl's pressed, got no time to ever second guess 
Get the picture, we make moves like Bobby Fisher 
All over the map, bumrushing cats like the militia 
Coming back home, we're analyzed and scrutinized 
Trying to make a name, cutting us off like we were circumsized 
Peeps are respected in the words are reflected 
Walking on the path they paved, never deflected 

In these thought process, I'mma bless y'all with the real from the onset 
Classify me as a prospect, I deserve all my props kid 
In this collective, can't y'all see from no angles 
And respective, found the road to success without directions 
More succeess perhaps, y'all regress because y'all possess 6 shots per gat 
Six, six sides of rap, you're sick man, collapse 
Like neurotransmitters sharper than my rest synapse(?) 
And ask yourself, how's that? 
Word from the wise cat, you should have studied me better 
My cranial beretta, mentally inclined to stack cheddar 
Under, most circumstance, my foes are clean cutters 
Bustin' b-boy stance, I vanquish to enhance this 
Rap isht, Islam establish in my mob cause havoc 
Yours are wrapped in plastic, and mine (aaaaah) is patented 
Lyrically hazardous, in regards I won't get blaphemous 
Sinking O.D., you must be a masocist 

"Keep on walking, keep on talking 
Running through this brand new world" 
"Keep on walking, keep on talking 
Running through this brand new world" 

I make (niggaz) get a world of silent treatment, use kinesis 
To throw away pieces 
while you wait for Jesus I be the reason hell freezes 
The wind is breezeless, and souls are ghost and trapped in avalanches 
Changing standard, my anthem to fulfill the universe's answers 
Intellects reject it with the methid, of what the hell's (niggaz) saying 
Instead of rewinding, 
they ingonre the fact that it was genius in the making 
Those not ranking, I'm barely scraping from the plate that dodges my fork,
inspired freezes, slap you stupid like a whore 
Frustration grazes metamorph through phases, hit your flow out the door 
Shut down more warmth than solar, energenic song but it's just the norm 
I might be on, so I grimace pivot the valley of the thorns 
Live by the book embedded in my chest and in my heart is sworn 

Medical prose cleverly written, virtuoso spitten 
Samples of periodical flows is leaking like a kid is 
Steadily awaiting for the entry of a third leg, release 
In the beginning there is prophecies and revelations 
Lyrically exposed signals the first time situation 
The basic evaluation, it prepares us for the thousands we sold 
Tow and a half in the cities and public housing 
Let the truth be told, I must admit it surprising 
But in God we trust, it gives us a push more like a bumrush 
Regulating the speed while still holding the clutch 
We never go Dutch, withhold no grudge