Releasing Hypnotical Gases

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch] As you look from whenceforth I come Riding the wind thus eliminating competition from bird's-eye view I'm descending in helicopters in a village raid Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade I'm highly intoxicating your mind When I'm operating on cell walls to membranes Cytoplasms and protoplasms Disintegrate 'em, eliminate 'em, now no one has 'em in battle I display a nuclear ray that'll destroy bone marrow in cattle Thereby destroying the entire food supply That's crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies It's ironic when a demonic government utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me Clever, however, you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram Who's determined to fight solely To defend in wars a land of the holy I threw a rock and I ran 'Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand So don't ask me who's sane 'Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain [Interlude] Oxygen levels, check Hydrogen levels, check Nitrogen levels, check [Verse 2: Prince Poetry] Twenty-thousand leagues down below Minus one-hundred and forty three degrees Seize the info, gather the archaeologists The aftermath needs to follow this 'cause it's deep Equivalent to the esophagus Spreads to scientists, AKA Optimus Prime Time, television is dead On this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition Deleting any alias info and descriptive Mortal competition with infrared light vision Precision, beams, colors, reds, fuchsias, lime-greens Black, don't you know my formulas form dope lyrics Uplift spirits and, yo, I hear it's fatal To walk the path of Konfusion Where it's torture some cherish While most human-like beings perish Subjected to death Their bodies don't agree with the hypnotical intellect Poetical acid is burning up flesh At the end of corridor you see me sitting there, Johnny More Grotesque literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hypochlorite Insight, foresight, more sight The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight You feel nauseous Forever you will avoid my royal presence as I step into darkness [Interlude] Now is the time to stretch your brain to its maximum [Verse 3: Pharoahe Monch] I am one who is one with all things Thus the unorthodox I am The paradox I am The equinox extending my hand into dimensions to unlock new doorways And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways And so I play with rhythms It's nothing more than a mere game enabling me to advance in wisdom Words will exist like vampires No need for sunlight From concentration camps I escape with my sanity In 2010 every man will be subject to global warming Formless oval, millions of locusts swarming Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme The intelligent one utilizing the mind Third vision, surrounded by a three-sided figure Containing the brain, the triggering mechanism from which I strike Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground The surface will separate dispersing harmful ashes Your optics will not be able to detect the deadly hypnotical gases Damn, it's hard to breathe But if I got one breath left I'll suck wind from the valley of death Here I come from the slums of Earth, the center I reveal myself as a beast within a Unbreakable shell, walking through the doorways of Heaven Or is this Hell? [Interlude] The time is now, right now This is the hour! This is the new dawn! This is the new day [Verse 4: Prince Poetry] As I step into the Thunderdome with flows as the wind blows Visualize the intros Releasing hypnotical gases, chemicals mixed, fixed Taking it to the sixth round of poetical warfare Energetically, I walk with the flare Rampaging like a rock-like figure Throughout the night's atmosphere, I swear My wrist holds mind-trigger, darkness can't overshadow me 'Cause of high rate of smashing you and then trashing you After I'm bashing you with my hammer Whence forth passed to me by Odin Occasionally my profile is low-key Gamma rays brainwashed to transforms me But I still withhold my hammer to lift me up For God still is my uplifter I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of Grifter Night approaches, so I proceed in flight Back to the Hall of Justice as I continue to disintegrate 'em Translating the codes in hypnotical language Then a Theta assault stepping up Frontin' to be quite blunt a radical creator of a poetical Hypothetical, mathematical slay Slur puns that stuns and amazes and dazes and phases the stages For pages of the lost chapters, unfound factors So I stretch like Reed Richards across the land Continue with reading your equilibrium With concepts that confuse ya, metabolism's fallin' off Data consider oblivion Now as I walk through the valley of death Ignoring the battle lashes and gashes and rashes The atom smashes 'cause I released the last hypnotical gases