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letra de cut the chord - jaront

intro:

live wire to the high life. thai dyed wi fi, high fives and muy thais
i’ll pilot. glide in my iris. defy the lies: divide the virus
can you arise, prophesize the time? will the truth arrive, occupy your lives?
optimize your eyes: modify your mind. motherf-cker
i’m a human man from the planet earth and i am lone roaming with a fractured glow
i unravel weaving: travel so galactic i go diagonal in a fractal flow
yo i’ll be up sun up to moon rise. i’m the architect of a chained up dream through the fog of god:
the promenade. i’m carving every fate cut theme through a monologue
my ego could uppercut c-ssius clay. i’ll be blowing up with a flash grenade
no i won’t let my castle fade while i’m growing up in this masquerade
welcome back to the real rap. it’s arranging here: are you feeling real with your demons sealed?
they’ll reappear. untamed angels veiled in a haze. can you leave unhealed?

first verse:

welcome to neutronix
(see, me.,)

i’m an awesome cursing omnivore. a conscious person wanting more
a paradoxical honestly sonically audible oxymoronical quantum geronimo!
dropping the dominoes; coughing up off a toke. sorta formed it: lost this morning;
chopping up chocolope. horrid thoughts distorted, thwarted: caught in orbit
(yowser!) clouded routers. shrouded powers encountering ours
let the sour flower devour the hours, cowering scowls
it’ll stone ya like a basilisk. acid trip. it’ll half exist. i’m an activist:
an animate man that can’t claim i’m a pacifist. i bask in risk with
totalled vocals; swerving verbs; warping with a vorpal curve
torqueing nerves. yeah ya heard it first from the mortal with immortal words
f-ck a klondike bar! what would you do for a forty?!
long nights are fusing in an illusion of choosing a story
for the existential questions: are you cursing perceptual lessons?
emanating an evocation: rebirthing perpetual essence
if your dreams and your nightmares gave way, what would you make today?
they fade. forever, hey. it’s only a day away

hook:

this isn’t the usual type of music you’re using
this is culturally enthused evolution fused with aluminum music
f-ck the looney tunes that they’re doing
spewing loose polluted ruins proven useless for human consuming

second verse:

yo y’all. aloha. i know ya. thanks i’ll show ya. i’ll talk like yoda
can’t hawk my coda. watch me rock. i’ll show ya. i’ll dodge komodo dragons. them controlled with fashion
are always polo bagging and yolo tagging i’m watching frodo baggins. i’m bold and bragging: on my lonesome dragging. my promo lagging.. man, it’s just
i’m at home molding a goal; all alone holding devotion
extolling a soul; an erosion of motion; unfolded and told with emotion
the epiphany is a symphony! is divinity within anonymity?
can a simile -ssimilate symmetry, scintillate instantly and dissipate ministry lividly?
seeing the symmetry vividly: fathom an anthem with maxim
seeking meaning with and speaking reason. packing bags. can’t imagine the manxome
travel like a tortoise. my spirit animal is a porpoise
i’m a paladin my home. i roam with trichomes. i zone like oh i’m
hi hat en vogue. a crescendo and an endotempo
flyer than an enzo, maserati, benz or a bombardier
my problem here’s an honest ear. ducking court of all the trust in order
if you’re f-cking bored of what they f-cking poured up, then just cut the cord up!

hook

- jaront

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