Oceans of Confusion

[Alaska] A point blank, dissention agenda Of preconceived principles adjacent to antiquated systems of imbeciles Deliniated society of mediocrity I destroy the curve, residual phallic issue rituals So you can swing from my nuts Unclin Harris subvert and brought truth inflections knee deep in primordial soup In an evolution soup, they pray for the atomic revolution troupe The epitomy of archaic antiquity in a symphony of infamy A derivative of dividends within the end Justify the means in the slaughter of innocents With genosense of the right, you're impotent, you simply spit Into a chez spot, wit to the child, a star pedophile Hall of fame second floor wack emcee we stay behind the velvet rope And play ya hopes of ever gettin in Alaska varsity jacket An elaborate coverup to keep our ass backwards half a bastards Because you suck circo psychotic Non committed this will dribble this spectacular character Rub elastic chatter casted ya disenfranchised youth chapter Out of sequence oft deader the deader It ordered preeminent while sediment love they ballad scene Routine the discontent, advance override objective Effective enhance global lack of record play to record spray Satellite interference worldwide perserverance of the super shepard Disrupt the flock of the crepin mental lepers The societal defector in a time versus truth Battle royale bloodbath grudge match Two hands cover my face clay in peek a boo While your outdated next hook textbook Pages taught far from my Ric Flair, thank ya for inforce count anywhere Hit by hostile takeover, Sally Jesse makeover Whimsical one a day plus irony Thrust up anthology to blow the dust up the society Simultaneously dots eyes in his silent majority Through his eyelid deformity, life stripped him enthesis of this It's simple, this crumblin oedipus edifice Sickinin like syphillis, ridiculous Itchy and Scratchy cripple fest A cold sweat catharsis, ya borderline retarded conscious cardboard Makin' less of a splash than a starvin anorexic ethiopian With broken limbs, doin' a cannonball A cannonball pass a tandem fault of Alaska, WindNbreeze Hangar 18 reverse drink up the sleeve Long verse disperse ya antiotic propagands pamphlet daily standard Curse up they think you much buster upper crust With our bust open colored spectrums call legends respect 'em Projected industry organ in our rectum resurrection will never die intention It'll take a stake through a heart, cause what's at stake is our heart Hook When brought to the point of obvious conclusion You play paint cushion contusion For light illusion, rhyme abusin When colored spectrums are busted open From mic explosions, we might be oceans of confusion [WindNbreeze] I'll burst open your wannabe pensive internal And grab my shin like crustacean suspension From the association of light so suttle, subterranea puddle reflection And to rain again will produce high low occasional tempercies Seashells from words everlastin echo action of memories I have fine new astery expectations to the final next And moments before death, harmonizin transitions similar to the decible decreshendo The cats purr, I stretch on feline daily exercises But I watch them nor while changes the beam of special diagnosis Hate to say maybe soothing supplements of preconceived notations of tension Let me toss light friction equalling the curviture front in my oceans Happily I disturb the congruency of the apprehensive applause On the semi significant accomplishment of knowing ones consciousness The glowing sun dissipates gradually Catalyst my telepathically condomness Tuberculates sensations in condensed formalities You all pin small Emotionalistic cannibal encounters with your mirrors reflection and shadow inspection Occur frequently in certain scenes Free quotient examples exist when ample space with sample sickness Seems as a pinch on repititions, ample space for sample secrets I secrete bliss better than any juxtaposition Of sumptuous tree size candles with candlewick on that branch tip Silhouette divisions wrote in scurry currency from mummer sniffin Wet rag full of a side and bleed Bliss wanna be a god in me But you lost the configuration constantly See I canfiginations out minus the decorum of pastel chippin On smiles with no meaning and the protrusions of topography (that's geology) With north and south poles killin your mindless musical magnetic monotony WindNbreeze, bliss god atmospheric amphibian Upgrading aquatic energy for my eyes only I flow slowly with metallic winds of alloy always holdin mostly Wholesome habits for my apologies (i'm sorry) I seem to be off schedule due to the polyconceptual alternation periods Of continuous events along our prolong tabulations of cosmic schemes And what sloppy dreams you have See i'm the guy but giant feather duster tours are not for free Not even our small portions Yo, I easily stumble upon sides with Alaska And thoughts in a room but we take the spoor out Spout shit to repair your repair posing in a pocket full of it Water is more than land, probabilities on my side A lot of laughin' at the force of the waves So back on show your torn sores of disease from the omnivore pigeon picnic Flip the switch quick ahead of time The filament better get the opposite of light provocation I'm right to your left to be forgotten Like four rotten clones trapped in a room with no exit (can't you see) Ya seem to be driving in puss Swimming amongst the grains of future sediments And accepting it from a robot touch Of the sensabatory action, mission impossible solution Double sided peace be together, ninety degree devils dilemma Inferences occur from within the blur of your last blink to heaven Alone in the dark I write with infored ink from a pen selection of eleven Ten, nine, eight, seven and it keeps descendin' toward infinite negatives It's not mutually exclusive to the laser beam injection Handle the bust, open your world a box along with other color spectrum In the god of bliss (that's right)