I'm dominant you're dumbing it down
Voice of prominence you beckon to my sound
Back at it again pompous precipice it's pertinent you listen
So please pay attention
The point is, I have control, no animal, impulsive no more
Evermore conscious of spiritual quandaries
Pondering postulates penetrating our society
The poet inside of me
Free verse is not free because language is imperfect and binding
But I will still will myself to find which word will make history
So I can make my dreams be
But those dreams are in jeopardy
Logic says that you are to help me
But let it be clear that if you are here
You are co-operating with me
So let's get busy, shall we, operation Save The Day from monotony, scrutinize formally
Propagandized forms of philosophical norms
What do you think?
Natural selection probably, honestly
I could agree with you more but settling the score seems important
Point of view is presently resting within mordant
The dye is purple with orange and blue, green too
With indigo and yellow to nearly finish off the hue but for
Perfect view, I need a figment of red pigment
The filament of the spindle from origins of primal feelings
Primal, you're a prime mold for anger to unfold
Frustration turns to drive with conflict as fuel
Let it course through you
In this moment begin
Paint your eyes red
Animal instincts kicking in
Fight
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An aggressive sight
My doppelganger
Chose fight over flight
Man in the mirror
Wonder if he's right
At least some of the time
And if that is true I will do more to pay respect to his rhymes cause he
Writes half the lyrics, some experience this as extraterrestrial beings delivering messages
But no angels or devils it's just the animal playing famous
Cause you know what his name is embezzlin' every second given
By the benevolent, has a bit of bitterness, being a butler is not his interest
No ill will to the Alfreds
I'm merely a bachelor looking for love to be popular
Fillin' with anger that's fiercer than Scorpion
Cain will be beat if you learn to control it
I'm probably better to be in a cannon
Cause when I pop off I'll be bigger than Ganon
It's thanks to my friends, it's thanks to my family
It's thanks to the two parts of me making this music
There's our rap
Our boom boom bap
Let's finish this track
Let's bring it back
Animal instincts kicking in
Fight
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