Aceyalone

Aceyalone - The Guidelines lyrics

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Asalaam alaikumpeople of good will

I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill

To finally reveal the open-end chapter

As real as the flesh that you're embodied in

To the skull cavity your mind is rotting inI'll be riding in

And there might have been a slightrotation warp to curve

The course of course I'm cordial when I'm reportin

I won't distortI don't contort

Connect conduct collect console or conceal

In full control of the roll of the wheel

My eyes are my appliance to decipher the science

Omitting defiance with the high-tech mic check

The buttons that flashed I pushed for absolute

Destruction your structure is lifted from the ground

The foundation mound is brokeso you float around

I'm embedded in what is known as beat

Let it be shownevery enzyme is complete

In timeyou'll see the pace of the pulse pump

Rapidlyheart ratehappily marched

I happen to be the dark man who holds the charts

I arch my horizontal line to make a rainbow

.. but it ain't the same thoughyo

The tried and true pros are chasing fool's gold

Sliding through holeslike small rodents

It's obviouslyevident my embellishment

Peaks at two-ninety-two i.q.

Cause big ace is the spinnerin thecenter

Inventorand I plan to be a winner meaning

I'll be in inner outer ovariesoverloadoverboard

Overseas hearin oversees morethan the eye can

I standlimited primativesentimentalistescapist

The way I shape this landscapeautomatically makes thisvivid

I give it a rivethold itstand at the pivot

I love itlearn to live itthen give you my exhibit

Not inhibitednot even a little bitwhen I'm inclined

My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines

And you can play the sidelinesride rhymes in your spare time

My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guideline

You can play the sidelineride rhymes in your spare time

Cause I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose

And we have only touched on the surface of the serpent

Consider me part of the dustin the dusk

I must collect the samples from the rust

Penetrate the crust then trust no living

Driven by the soniclanguage passion

Your ashes spark the flashesof the neon

From be-yondwhat kind of planet could I be on?

I don't knowbut i'ma be onfor eonsand eons

While many think that they can never play out

Get trapped in a timeframeand never find their way out

I stay off the dramatizationand I balance

Always seeking the challengeto show the world

The incredible talentsI cut the cornerssmooth out the surfaces

Worthlessness is justhalf of the problem

I read the greek kidI did every column

I note the animal kingdomand the phylum

Whylum style emuntil they get to hit the target

I mark it on the bullseyeof flies

And the buffalo wing in the sky

My architectnique sparks the dark streets of your resting ground

I suggest that you warn your town

I inhabit the oxygenmark off the memory

You will never forget to remember the lone wolverine

Marine biologist machine with the verbal

Internal mind fertilefootover hurdle

Tightlike godeland my word'll be the last

I incubateevery other millineuim

I fast and I hibernateto pass any of em

I am potentuntraceable

No color no odor no taste no replaceable parts

No heartno head just a carcas

The darkest days comeright before the light

I watch my watch and stand right before the mic

By the powersvested in meI digested mc's

Food for thoughtcaught on to the end of the rope and swung

Then stood stiffas ifI was on a cliff

Not beneath sticksmy feet are made of bricks

When I walk my footprints end in cement

I am not practicalnor am I unusual

Nor am I oblivious tohideous crimes

Every city is captured and trapped in my mind

Given the spinal tapas the final rap climbs

My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines

You can play the sidelinesride rhymes in your spare time

My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines

You can play the sidelinesride rhymes in your spare time

Cause I have become the night owl on the prowl

Master of the freebin pile style

Cause i'mom-nipotent

I'msomegovernment experiment that is out of control

I'm from some big black hole

I square upselectand rec'devery tangle

I flare upand you can tryany angle

Even bermudabut I bury the barracuda

Then i'mocta-gone in the wind with the pollen

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