Rapid Eye Movement

[Intro] Uh, ah, uh, ah, uh [Hook: Pharoahe Monch] It's not Latin or white or black music It's that cooked up coke, c-crack music Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet It's that lucid rapid eye [Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch] My think tank's like a piranha tank, think, multiple bites figure Mega, reality, tera, giga Grand Theft Auto, modern day Mickey and Mallory Small, but I'm sick enough to walk into an art gallery And piss on a Picasso, crack statues Rub my balls on a Banksy shit on it and throw it at you So when the beat intensifies I become emotionally desensitized Like, once I slapped a rapper with mace Then I spit acid in his face, after he rinsed his eyes, no wait I actually grew five times my size Grabbed Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him Now that's practicing sacrilegious activism Attack is for battle and practical rap with wisdom Actually, it's pragmatic capitalism For actors that crack under pressure and collapse when I get 'em Monch is medicinal man-made medical marijuana With a phase plasma rifle like I'm searchin' for Sarah Conner And shorty's got brains, shorty not playin' From 40 blocks, I'm a killer with 40-watt range With an arrangement of bullets that I've arranged Encrypted in scriptures specific individual names That shall remain anonymous Me and the ammunition's in a relationship that's monogamous It's like I'm married to the silencer Until I file for divorce and release my ex-calibers Do art with your arteries, place that for my adversaries Push your snapback cap back, cap your capillaries like [Hook: Pharaohe Monch] It's not Latin or white or black music It's that cooked up coke, c-crack music Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet It's that lucid rapid eye move [Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch] Vocally twice as magnifying as ever hearing Chewbacca scream Through a megaphone with the significance of Dr. King Philanthropic, cause I'm trying to see Man united without referencing UK soccer teams My philosophy prophecy The opposite of Mephistopheles' eye inside an isosceles Sent to Earth to warn of environmental atrocities And nobody can copy me, stop! It's not possible But probable that it's only philosophical mockery, strange Change copper to gold, switch properties, bang! Stay on top of the globe, flip monopolies, aim Take stock in the soul, spit properly [Verse 3: Black Thought] Take stock in the soul, spit properly That extended clip on my hip sits awkwardly I'm diabolical, follicle triggers that I cock and squeeze Sending shots to ancient Greece to pop Socrates I bear arms like button-downs without the sleeves Manic depressive and possessive like apostrophes My psychiatrist waive the doctor fees When I wave the pistol and say listen, quit watchin' me so I can breathe National Association for the Advancement Of drugs for performance enhancement And it's tough taking so many chances But I've been a bad seed from the womb, they call me ovary cancer And I got an ugly heart, although I'm totally handsome And I take the love of your life and hold her for ransom And my tactical cam that never stood for any national anthems What's hood? I am the actual answer And I'll prove it, black attire, rapid fire, rapid eye movement I'm from a species that is higher, I am not human Extraterrestrial alien, a monster Killer of conscience, chillin' in a barrel of lobster Ex-slave, sadomasochist, that gave the massa my ass to kiss A dyin' breed, I'm the last of this Black is as miraculous as Jesus of Nazareth When I vocalize, the crowd rise like Lazarus It's the Rhode Scholar, my coat collar piss off PETA Your hoes holla, he's on top of the bars, meet a Mr. Globe Trotter in my Adidas, pure cheetah Hoppin' out of this exotic European 4 seater Hollerin' cheeba cheeba like I'm Parkside Killin' is the dark side, villain, I'm God, I'm Godzilla Sometimes I'm Bob Dylan, put blood on these tracks, for real So, God-willin' you'll feel what I'm spillin' Yeah, I never quit, I'm still syndicatin' up Me and Pharoahe Monch did it for the benefit of us This is straight razor behavior, I never get enough Get the picture, my militia gettin' ignorant as fuck [Interlude] Yeah, it's suicide murder Straight from the underground through the fiber optics Pharoahe, Black Thought, complete the cypher The movement outlandish [Hook: Pharoahe Monch] It's not Latin or white or black music It's that cooked up coke, c-crack music Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet It's that lucid rapid eye movement