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Old 12-01-2013, 01:29 AM   #383
Twisted Science
Killah God Knolege
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I take words ‘n’ make ‘em swerve yo, fuck what you concerned with / this is a verbal robbery, so come up out your pocket with tha CREAM ’n’ your Wallabies / Knolege is hella brolic with his felt tip/ Knolege God is Self, knowledge is wealth / I rob MCs with vocal shells that’s spent ‘n’ you ignorant ninjaz cringe at tha God’s intelligence / I been a felon since age 12 with ill convictions, hype with Attention Deficit Disorder indented like a sentence / maxin’ massive I’m so hundred, here to splash across tha panorama ‘n’ widen my demographic with vocal propaganda / grassroot efforts pointed poignant, put your hands up as I equalize my vendetta / my evil mind tweaks on time like ephedra, doin’ lines like I got no time for better / Glocks pointed blank to domes of coin phrases that call for crows ‘n’ ravens yo, this be grown folks’ rap / take ya bitch-ass back to tha playpen ‘n’ stay playin’ with tha laymen, less than average muthafucker / Protect Ya Neck, don’t press ya luck yo, my thoughts obscure flesh / pure threats assert Milo Rock’s superiority / I’m a old soul with seniority, fuck a goal, my object’s to stay lifted, so do tha mathematics / I’m Knolege God Science with Wisdom ‘n’ Understandin’ / with a 4-5th, they use digital cameras to capture physical portraits of tha metaphysical Anglo-Saxon Caucasoid God Body Twisted Science al-Sayiid / performin’ verbal exorcisms via my vocal mechanisms, bless-ed is my vignettes / short or extended, my shit’s a resemblance of tha purities of mixtape cassettes, the infallible grace of my flesh / I fury tha mic, so hot to death I’m alluring to dykes with my thumbs up in their earholes / equate me less than zero, bag a Black chick like DeNiro / all you material rap kids treatin’ Hip Hop like a pageant / flossin’, I’m lauded for my Knolege for that is what tha God spit / hella jocular, you couldn’t see me with opera binoculars…
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