Your World is Flat

[Verse 1: High Priest] But remember it all started with this... When the pen hits the paper pitter patter a palpitation Of money in purpose causes sputter from weighted burdens A billowing beckoning bronchials that conquer Your cause and your trauma you fall into echoing oceans that call you Were we want you, aren't you cold turning blue? Aren't you orange in my soundtrack Hermaphrodite insight shines like light Brightless light futures, yours is limited Gimmicks and mimicry may be jaded, your dated They didn't tell you but your life is not your own clone No one in the picture is a fiction of your figment The different things that you remember are from my life Like the time your mind told you rhymes were worth more than the price of looking back [Hook] Your world is flat Aha, you fell off Hoping that the laws of gravity will bring you back to Earth If not, OK Your words fall lighter than air so float away And disappear into a black hole sun/son And disappear into a black hole sun/son (x2) [Verse 2: High Priest] Beats coach those, most boastful Anti-pop, antimatter Me and matter catastrophically clashes the moment we pass through the fabric Of going through holes that you left in the moment you stole and then left in the photo So the synergy of energy that's emptying from you to me Is making me much stronger as the dawn reaches a close No flows matter when mastodons froze, that's the bomb flows I heard that from Venus, my mic is like Neptune's trident, my mic is vibrant It's not a cave, it's a rib cage of stone age beats This beat is primitive, makes you move like the clouds [Hook]