"Living lazer" genre: Hip Hop
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	I wrote this to send a message to those in the position of watchdogs and the discontent that my acronym Professional Rhymes Organized For Intellect and Techniques mean something
	Story Behind the Song this song was wrote in my room over looking the skyline of the mechanical abyss upset at those who plague hip hop with transgressions against those who have come to make a difference just to satisfy the false sense of security in thier egos Lyrics the living lazer condensed light from my iris silence from the masses when i recite from my papyris the walking razor i split mcs like B's impatient waiting for combustible trees youll be an inpatient a victim of the human viris the soul compelled im in the hell that nailed jesus i walk through the realm and feel the brainstorms fury the flow of the pen seems to drip on the poem then abnormal lyrical congestion takes form so you can see what im saying just like cuneaform be forwarned my spiritual has torn through the matter to watch your protrons your nutrons and ions all scatter emergency state of saigon is where i dwell and on the sears tower wak bastards i will impale on the anttena ship your soul return to sender send an enemy an enema huh the black enigma the in betweener i battkle cascade of shadows absorb waves of light has i walk the gravel under street lamps where ghetto champions have fallen the crawling hands of time chime at man for the dirtnap my lifespan is beyond the bandwidth of rap and these thoughts overload my thinking cap explode with the force that can send the earth off its access make solar systems do backflips cause metorites to drop tear drops thats formed of ice twice removed from my innerspace i got nothing to lose so who strung the rung that hung jacobs ladder the distance from my flesh test my whole exsistance the son of no man thats the war chant of seed prickle me and i bleed the frost of ice sickles i lick my lips to twist the bottle of elixser is it the liquor thats moves my thoughts double cross by man i stand in the struggle and crack my knuckles waiting to hear your eardrums buckle

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