Lyrics: Michael Quinones
Music: Time Piece
Time flies when you're having fun
Like when I'm kissing girls or the time I stabbed a nun
When I was young freestyle with a tab on my tongue
Meditated with the drum about body bagging the sun
Hollywood outlaw scatterbrain Hussein
Vulgar jewels new age crusade
My art has no contact with morality
Defrauding critics for money in the gallery
Keep hating I'll be in the streets waiting
Break beat satan see my photo at the police station
But other than that you ain't seeing me
I transpose to a esoteric buddhist deity
Paranoiac critical preposterous knowledgΠ΅
I'm the gun of Christoper Wallace killing cops at thΠ΅ college
And then we gone with no evidence
You can't trace this hoodlum's intelligence
And then we back with different elements
To crush the central nervous of the central intelligence
Curse those MC's who been led astray I never play
Now hatred overpowers my escapade
Renegade rappers get imprisoned in my rib cage
Prelude nightmare sound wave switchblade
If you touch the mic I'm a cut your throat
**** your life cut the lights then I'm up in smoke
This ain't no joke homeboy we ain't Cheech & Chong
We drop cluster bombs leave structures gone
So call me agent Andromeda I rhyme past astronomers
This microphone makes me a time lapse photographer
You get the picture ? Brain gutter SD
Now I travel the Dead Sea with the Loch Ness as my jet ski
Reckless Jupiter menace I'm a nuclear chemist
Master the universe and then confuse the apprentice