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letra de semi-automatic socratic semantics - hipgnostic

(semi-automatic socratic semantics
stemming from kemetics
who were ravished and ravaged
by the rabid savages
who managed to relish in lavish
h-llenistic repackaging
of past scavenged rehashes
of the ashes of horus)

i ain’t no phony one trick pony
y’all jabronis ain’t my homies
y’all don’t know me
i’m bestowing gnosis
focusing on flowing
while your throwing shade
remotely with your cronies
from your rosy cozy little homes
supposing that you’re noticing
thematic reoccurrences
in the songs that i be furbishin’
it’s causing you disturbance
cause you’ve probably never heard it
you’re a virgin to the learning
burnin’ in the urban furnace
my name ain’t curtis jackson
and i sure as f-ck ain’t black, son
so you can bet your -ss my actions
won’t reflect that in my rappin’
i ain’t doing this for the fame
the dames, or emoticons of flames
i’m doing it to train your brain
rejoin your broken hemispheres
and bring joy to both your blessed ears
i spent some years secluded
stewing, brooding as a student
of the college of knowledge
the university of the universe
installing new columns
within my halls for those fallen thoughts
that caused all my problems
i finally solved ’em by drawin’
and scrawlin’ poems so solemn
broke out of my own crucible
reducible to white ash
the noose was pulled right off my skull
no doubt i schooled my white -ss
took flight much like the firebird
self-knighted as a sire
worth admiring but not to worship
i had no need to force it
stayed the course, so smooth like porcelain
steered clear of the social horsesh-t
from my peers that caused distortion
and sorbent torsion of my merkaba field
sought nirvana from mahabharata
evolved to scholar of what gustav revealed
i can’t be stopped, i wield immortal swords
reformed from portions of the ormes
from former lords of orc wars
stored in the corridors of mordor
but i’m the baggins in this myth
battlin’ you dragons with wit
or mixed with gandalf a bit
cuz i’m a wiz with this sh-t
vernacular aesthetic
i capture you with vedic astrologix
iconic word vomit phonics
and sonic akashic sonnets
will leave you catatonic
psychonautical mycologist
aristotelian apologist
platonic solids what i’m bondin’ with
hipgnostic’s got reconnaissance
in the cottages of politicians
lots of vicious dogs, i sic ’em
hounds of h-ll that thoth had mentioned
in the halls they dwell in amenti
catching plenty of rebellious
little h-llians in the empty
hades is where i send thee
i came to wipe the terror outta terra
and claim my wife as hera
a marriage to repair the
self-centered m-ss behavior
a savior to the slaves of paper
the pacemaker for the schumann resonance
regulating human temperaments
like the jewish exodus
mcs will get oppressed by this
knockin’ em off their precipice
as an anti-molochian mock sacrifice
i cast a light so magnified
while p-ssing time on the pad i write on
igniting fire to papyrus
dialing in my eye of thrice
osiris greeting isis from one iris to the other
irish druid undercover
arya womb within my mother
born in california but reformed around the corn
the maize of life had left me poor
and filled with scorn, i felt ignored
rewards came with the solitude
my calling grew
like apollo knew he’d be following zeus
now i’m involved in music
and i got the gall to use it
effectively as a weapon
for my intrepid hectic method
of dismantling decrepit
heretical clans of jesuits
semi-automatic socratic semantics
stemming from kemetics
who were ravished and ravaged
by the rabid savages
who managed to relish in lavish
h-llenistic repackaging
of past scavenged rehashes
of the ashes of horus
and now they’re coming for us…

- hipgnostic

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