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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / Torque the talk
« on: August 25, 2008, 01:48:20 PM »
More presence than the million man marchers,
present in every home, like Nokia phone chargers,
touch more people than the whole world's electric ma**agers,
known on every continent like the MacDonald archers,
my rhymes got airlines and every second a concorde departures,
while cats be deflated, by my dart punctures,
style so versatile, I build different structures,
flows so magnetic, I move the north pole and disrupt birds,
electrostatic surge reoccur, to make your thoughts rupture,
the brain barber with a probe to stir your left lobe and make your speech slur,
bend spectrums so you only see amber,
I bring the house down, like the eleventh of September,
taking you back to to your mother's womb, you'll remember,
so underground I write my rhymes on diamonds with magma,
and leave your whole evolution stagnant,
since my mom was pregnant,
I wrote rhymes on her placenta,
Blind you like a stadium flash light on a camera,
My rhymes got implanted like the breasts on Pamela,
with bluetooth tracks only received on your cellular,
my third eye is open so my vision is triangular,
my rhyme encryption can only be decrypted by super computers...
present in every home, like Nokia phone chargers,
touch more people than the whole world's electric ma**agers,
known on every continent like the MacDonald archers,
my rhymes got airlines and every second a concorde departures,
while cats be deflated, by my dart punctures,
style so versatile, I build different structures,
flows so magnetic, I move the north pole and disrupt birds,
electrostatic surge reoccur, to make your thoughts rupture,
the brain barber with a probe to stir your left lobe and make your speech slur,
bend spectrums so you only see amber,
I bring the house down, like the eleventh of September,
taking you back to to your mother's womb, you'll remember,
so underground I write my rhymes on diamonds with magma,
and leave your whole evolution stagnant,
since my mom was pregnant,
I wrote rhymes on her placenta,
Blind you like a stadium flash light on a camera,
My rhymes got implanted like the breasts on Pamela,
with bluetooth tracks only received on your cellular,
my third eye is open so my vision is triangular,
my rhyme encryption can only be decrypted by super computers...