Hypnosis

My gospel is commendable, and my sermon is respectable I'm in your brain like Reagan, make you question what's acceptable Refresh your rate and fix your frames, cuz I am such a spectacle Focus on my pendulum, surrender to the metronome Last class ends, and we making that trek to the elevated railroad tracks We were thinkin bout the music and the money and the drugs, thought maybe we could take that path I was hypnotized by the Reznor types, with intent to evolve past that I was handing my soul to oblivion, realized maybe I should take that back We were genius when we lost our minds and dodged the painfully obvious truth That all our genius gave was banging tracks and a wasted youth Now I see that it figures Lost the faith, though I knew the scriptures But time moved, and painted different pictures Conquered demons at the School for Witchers Now my Cat Medallion has lost the weight, but its gained a glimmer Popped the blister, pulled the trigger on all the darkness that makes me dimmer I was born to lose, now I aim for gold and I'm Tied For Silver This bitter marathon will never simmer, mouth still run cuz My gospel is commendable, and my sermon is respectable I'm in your brain like Luden, make you question what's acceptable Refresh your rate and fix your frames, cuz I am such a spectacle And if you cannot see the shine, you can lick my testicles Freeze ya brain like arctic ice, chill the room- poltergeist When I flow I hypnotize, swim to me- suicide You cannot break the rising tide, kamikaze if you fly Hampering your line of sight cuz my wings are holding up the sky Nothing can stop me Watch me murder your fam like Itachi Turn your legs to noodles like a Hibachi Take your shot I block it, Serge Ibaka Kyrie with the handles, stepping and crossing Flashing people back like some Vietnam thing Sugar coated like Pocky, you think you can top me We two different time slots, like Conan and Letterman I'm one with the universe, cuz the rest is irrelevant I'm a holy cathedral and you're a room with an elephant Make your supernova go pop, no evidence Mic Jack the king you're about to be deader than Moonwalk the sun froze on the ketamine IQ 5000, Powerman, maybe you can understand I'm a veteran Cuz YungMurk chop the two-faced, whack with the Louie, drop back to one place Crash in the Louie, shout out to Wuntayk Clap the beats and then we smash in one take Raps are so flame, pack is pro-grade, I know my worth, you don't have to donate Pass, thats okay, cuz I'ma be a motherfuckin martyr for the pastor one day