Hyperactive (feat. Edgar Isreal)

Face it, don't chase a case of that laced And basic ass tasting waste you call realness Instill the basis I've spilt The places I've built, the faces I've killed with Makeshift, backwards, flipping the next chapter Act as the void of a slick B-boy stature I'm living in the pastures of my mind Inventing similar components that are hard to define Dreams are colors I've never seen and flavors I've never tasted Sounds that I never heard before coming from beneath the pavement Beast of a beat made in an underground basement Analogue sequence locked in configuration I heard the stars collapsed And a lot of wack shit prophesied are facts Ay yo besides the fact your little intact We attack your main source with a seismic track And you should mind the gap, 'cause what we sever, you lack No need react, better relax, trilogy pact Through every syllable with filter separating the mentality A killable thought process, close the gallery I'm hourly and underpaid, slave to the nonsense Onset's real quick and illiterate the concepts Cosmic conscious cause colossus launches Nauseous, off and floating towards these lost responses Yo, pop is inverted where hip hop is prosperous Clock is averted where their ain't no stopping us And ain't no knocking this, ain't no blocking this Trip to a greater and hyper metropolis Reaching a point in time that was highly anticipated Tired of waiting, putting an end to procrastination Spit sick with no vaccination, flip scripts for the fascination Intense full of aggravation, transformed into these creations Made to free the mind from all your daily obligations Can't forget about the stress and all of life's complications Liberate the ones in the grips of this backwards nation Third eye observation, the fear of time being wasted