Citrin

[Verse 1] Gentlemen you’re about to witness lyrics by a chemist Witness biophysics written like hieroglyphics Predictions like Bible scriptures traditions and tribalism So step right up see it all if you’re quick enough To get in line for the most prolific rhyme [Dialogue] Any clear idea what you’re trying to trace? An asteroid, an orbed mineral safe in a shell, a shell of stone With power, in this shell something travelled to the Earth Alive – as far as we know it Is there a fifth planet, there’s no doubt about this it’s giving us CS sequence It’s the Asteroid What’s the distance? Something over 500,000 miles [Verse 2] Where these stones were once computers is tomb raided by looters Excavation rumors said these rulers died from a tumor From the Land of Sumer, sat around blowing hookah The unknown off the coast close to Montezuma The ancient man from the future Raised on thoughts of Buddha In the page I lost my humor Now rage is my consumer now the rhymes are incredible Format impeccable concepts intellectual My page is bi-sexual my pen grabs its testicles Cause the mind is very flexible I fuck with the track because the rap could be edible Digestible medical terrible incurable Identical to hetero terrestrial [tentacles] for his genitals Rap professional I can reach celestial pinnacles Or catch a mineral place it in the subliminal memorable Remove the nitrates watch his mind break As his soul vibrate at a high rate His spirit gyrate at a speed he can’t titrate Brains broken, it’ll never work again Malfunction [Chorus] Now I got the Citrin, polish it with the friction Word of diction make you scared like superstition I got the Citrin, polish it with the friction Word of diction make you scared like superstition [Verse 3] 432 Hertz I put in this verse A elder from Earth Welded the universe into the heavens and hammered the bracelet Around the god’s basement then going into myself Then coming out multiplying the creation By adding and separating playing with the magnets Of the planets the size of thought is gigantic Engineering the data on my writing base That’s where all the gods would gather - life in space Increasing the lights in the matter for size and shape Throwing the matter into the stratosphere Am I clear can you hear picking up some static fanatic New exhaust memory loss wintery frost on your mothers board Impale a rapper then grab another sword All gauges locked to prepare for shuttle war Shoot nukes from out my booth Send rocket dogs envied the size of parachute The comet at night, the Cosmic Christ A cross, made of quartz, you’re in a gothic night He bleed til his arteries shut off I put his conscious on ice tombs with air compressors For the ancestors – to wait. Roll back the stones I’m coming from space I told him he’ll never repair again Take him through currents and RPMs take off his head then his limbs Rip him apart then put him back together, Press start Destroy his ego with the torpedo sharks Took the Citrin from the planet Saturn Placed it in the Garden of Eden for Eve and Adam It’s for liberation and Karma, check my armor in rapping I took Armageddon and placed it in my pages for ages As disaster [Chorus] Yo I got the Citrin, polish it with the friction Word of diction make you scared like superstition I got the Citrin, polish it with the friction Word of diction make you scared like superstition