LOST SECRET - Lost Secret lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, kill you, yeah, yeah

(Attention all you dumb thugs)

I'm the now, forever and never, simultaneous terror

Stay infidels like King Nebuchadnezzar

Light Bearer, this mic's my torch, bright, of course

Pierce triple darkness, I cripple starships, holding walls like arches

Moth-man prophet, unidentified flying object

Ride comets, defy logic, enter souls with the speed of fiber optics

Who can stop this? And fuck a reason, it's just for props, bitch

So over-stand, you part of my master plan

In my hands you all about to drip down time's sand

I span the ages but nothing changes, stay pathetic

Guard your shrine, cause I'm a jack your temple for it's relics

From crucifixesto that false idol's compact disc you listen

It's all in the mix to fuel the fiction stupid bitches

The ominous, stab you with an Obelisk

Soundwaves collide your thoughts like clashing oxen, bitch

"Lost Secret"

I center my thoughts with firey aim

Manipulate the sun, spit comets

While you emit vomic and fantasies

In the valley of the shadow of the great dumb thugs

I represent the sun disc, metaphysical physician

Tone scientist, tetragrammaton cymbalist

We play survivor on the planets

While you sell drugs and shoot rappers

You niggas is fucking cornballs

Joe Aton I packed my ship for the long haul

When we get mad we throwin moons at your spaceball

I rhyme to your spirit to improve ya offspring

Stand back and out of harm's way when the templar sword swing

Bling bling, that's the sound of the idolator

Boom boom, that be da Clef kick in ya monitor

Rappers wanna test the Clef but yo, you know the outcome

They get stung by the venom, operation idiot

I feel like throwing hi-hats at ya throat

Then harass your fans and shit on everything you ever wrote

Welcome to Metatron's Rubix Cube

(Ayo, you can't square your actions with Mr. Protractor)

I throw you off course like a compass at the North Pole

(You all fold) To the pressure when I wave my sceptre

(Abrhahadabra, now you DOA)

And I'm a crush ya soul like I'm eating Frito Lays

(Turn the page, now ya murdered by Enoch Light)

Now turn it back, it's Metatron dressed in pitch black

(Archangel please, that light is really blinding me)

I forgot ya so stupid, why you keep reminding me

(Uhhh we interrupt ya session) I'll kill ya engineer

(Decapitate ya rappers) while I influence ya sphere