Classical Homicide

[Verse 1]

Subterraneans maintain own tongue amongst ruins

In subdued tones, I speak of the flesh which entombs our inner core

Who the blessed? Invade airwaves type Moors (Wars)

Sore from travels to unmarked threshold

Grapple truths untold lying in whispers, it figures

He who snickers doesn't hear final melody

Shattered splinters, melodic in they own unrest

Reminds me of Osiris, made liars of us all

For three hundred and sixty four days I learned to crawl

Appalled by sense of urgency to resurrect the dead

Shed my last skin searching for angel with broken wing

Will she sing that E minor hymn

For those of us who sin, for those of us who sin?

Will she sing that E minor hymn

For those of us who sin, for those of us who sin?

Within dirty sanctum, became brethren's anthem

Jesus Christ a black man, walks the earth still

Forgot to speak the real, struggle's fate's not sealed

I appeal to nil, never one, not one, none

[Hook]

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

[Verse 2]

Shunned by rays of Amun-Ra

Darkness exposes every soul's flaw, I forever remain raw

Unpolished, drunk off knowledge and knowing I'm dumb

Now remain unsung while inner eye stays numb

We all shall succumb to eternal sleep

For now, I'll just yawn and speak on ill gutter beats

Watch falling leaves, walk on knees

Down graveled path, vocalize own epitaph

Evoke on path towards inner nonlinear

Lay head amongst sinner, solitude, fall, winter

Appalled at visual surroundings

Kept my bearings non-grounded

Liquid language, kept frozen forty ounces

How many MC's know who Faust is?

Pardon original

Manuscript fit text type tailored suit

Felt effect at root through vein type herron you shoot

Euphoric, saw banks of Tigris and Euphrates

Fertile crescents hold more lessons taught by deities

Consciousness is leaving me

Seen that same sage turn page on habitual, perform tectonic rituals

Broke abacus to calculate coordinates

But can't afford rent, it makes no sense

Forgot our days in shackles? You concentrate on battles

I lecture graduates, discussing Kant 'til they leave baffled

[Hook]

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

[Outro]

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my thought

Bends the dark, why question my art?

Amplified brainwaves to condense my art