Yeah… (Echo) Marcanum X (Echo) Quantum Chaotica… (Echo) The Atomicypher… (Echo) 80 bars straight, one take… (Echo) Yo… (Echo) I'm an accommodation to an operation full of Harvard patrons Who got the knowledge that'll stop assailants Awful ventilation, persevering through the perspiration Earth's a place of ecosystems and egotistic nations Neolithic ancients encrypt through hieroglyphic spaces Walls made with human flesh and cynical hatred A 'matrix' (The Matrix) of mirrors with images of 'Keanu' The 'United' States is full of 'dividends' (divide), just go read on 2 Tablets, commonly known as the 10 commandments All of them were broken by unconstitutional transcripts 'Evil' makes itself look 'Good' with brand new tricks Very contradictive like writing cursive in manuscript Many fans spit the truth, making Stan puke again Over not meeting his favorite rapper, losin' his temp Verbally bruised, misused every time you choose to contest Plugged up ego gets cleared out ya nose like Mucinex Huge, complex lyrics makes you feel like youth again Spews of phlegm deform your face, comin’ from beauty trends A bright, young fellow should never have gloomy friends Losers take 'credit,' but winners come out on top when a movie ends Spooky blends of groovy bending roomy stench are truly kept secret Like Sadat X, I'm a 'Brand New Bein' (Brand Nubian) Restored, not reformed, or whatever doctrine you think it is You say you speak European tongue but you can't finish (Finnish) Freestyle or written, my rhymes will make you found missin' Sounds’ll glisten on a tabernacle's floor, like howls from different Canines, wolves and several coyotes Ain't my flow supposed to be just like a federal alimony? Computer enigma intertwines with a power plant You get taken to my leader by infinite shrouds of ants The same ones from the last Indiana Jones film You are just a carbon copy that's from the clone realm On Kamino, mentally mini like Danny DeVito Triad symbols are everywhere, including in your Doritos Smoking kids, knowing their part of an unholy clique Every rap you'll ever write in life, it's erroneous Dudes w/ acrophobia used to be acrimonious Claiming voyeurism and violence are sanctimonious You try to make a bittersweet rhyme euphonious But that's when me and my brethren say 'you the foniest' (euphonious) Anonymously parsimonious with bars and brutal odiums Pinky finger alone will crush billions of Napoleons My verse revolves around apparitions and ghostly prints The truth about every lie ever told; I'm exposing it Supposing this was made in Illuminati laboratories Flows don't compare to this verbal stagnance pouring Allegories make you say 3 words, "You bore me" Before you start snoring, hear this 32-bar story: Sodom and Gomorrah were the 'wickedest' But does that really mean that I'm the only one in this biz That understands hip hop better than anybody else Since the 90s era, only obtaining knowledge of the self? You claim to be Harvard cum laude Grab major attention w/ hype on a mic, like a bum shouting, "HEY!! Get back here you meathead!!" My Atomicypher kill your rap sheets w/ unforeseen plans You can be the emperor pushing open temple doors Of your palace and see it shrivel up in chalice Your little riddles of skills become miniature like Alice You have no regard for morals like a Taoist Malice enters your savage life, causin' balance Like stability from cliff-to-cliff, hostile practice Mucus, your serenade of rap is useless You thought it could change the Ming Dynasty, or the blueprints Of the infrastructure of the 8th and '9th Wonders' In that sentence, I'm not talkin' about the producer from Little Brother It's gonna take smart skills to surpass moi You're a come-n-go dude in the game like David Benoit The unseen hero of the entire story like Dash Rendar Your rhymes are all trash, even if your pen's hard Harder than the hardest video game difficulty It's a compliment to call my lyrics phony I hang up all my hate mail on my bedroom walls Creating massive 'Beef Rapps' until MF Doom calls To sue me for copyright issues and idea thievery Even if I lose this battle, I'll process the word 'Victory' Through the printer in Kool G Rap's home With his signature on it, certifying my rhymin' is a dead zone A dead end, a death trend, used by false prophets That teach Marcanum X an MC that's all talkin' (echo) !!!

(Marcanum X Verse) I shower in laboratory truth serum & hydrochloric acid Letting facts forever rest (Everest) on you like 'geomorphic granite' 'Covenant' forces 'flood' sectors in numerous squadrons Proving you're 'feminine' 'side' like the 'uterus of Compton' While you magnify substance-abuse & 'behooving' 'nonsense' I 'X' out 'planet' (Planet X) like Nuwaubian concept As you're 'rule in complex' 'measuring' the conscious I prove 'megalomaniac’s' 'inferior' to all this Troops shielded w/ black-coated Cortosis armor ‘Master’ of ceremonies are subordinate to ‘novice starters' Why have 'peace' when police 'brutality' breathes? Skilluminati seditionist hides 'reality's' 'dreams' I atomize Valleys of Kings buried in gravel & fiche Babylon’s citadel completely shattered & ceased So act like an animal, be the cannibal creep You'll still 'fall off' in the infinite geographical deep...

(Verse 1) Emcees are pseudo-sophisticated thespians That rap about getting paid, women & shooting aliens Politicians teach generations of humans To be part of a United Nation of eunuchs If everyone had hypophysectomies Then I could rhyme heavily w/out a mind registry Of egocentrism in prime pedigrees Of paradigm parodies of pantomime zealotry My head's filled w/ undesired memories Making me psycho mentally; I'll probably 'die' for 'living' me A Steve Biko phenomena, see preaching 'philosophers' Breathe 'greed' in a prosperous, 3D apartment grid Knee-deep in a problem of reading what is often Repeats of this genre, it seems reasonably awful 'Seeing' neurological 'blindness' beat in hearts of fools I believe that anyone w/ an ego is stoppable... (Verse 2) My topics are always oxymoronic, yet I'm very pedagogic Quantum Chaotica's compartmentalized in quadrants You could even be Ali Baba's accomplice & still be a demon working for the Kali Ma clique I burn swastika & communist flags Gather a bunch of followers to help destroy erotica mags Anyone that ain't man/woman monogamous class Is abominable trash that follows unprodigal plans I'm unlike any artist that's trodden the earth Even rap's pioneers are influenced by Marcanum's words You're 'controlled' by a shadowy, 'sovereignty' surge 'Gastrostomy bursts', you 'blow up'? It's not gonna work To no avail, your encouraged to 'successfully' 'fail' Leaving you stressfully pale, binaural sensory engrailed W/ my initials on your occipital lobe Lyricists 'pinnacles' choke where my 'minimum' spoke... (Verse 3) Am I 'simply' too 'complex' for you critics & listeners? You should acquiesce to my request; stop being inquisitors! How dare you ask me to simplify my composition When I make 'sense' (cents) more than 'desired-pay jobs descriptions' The inversion I've inaugurated Introduces innovative thought, keeping me separated From you Jedi Mind, Rugged Man & Pun biters You 'copy' 'original' legacies just to gun higher Getting money to provide for your 'wants', not 'needs' Plasma-screen TVs, basically all things Dealing w/ 'dying' 'faster' rather than 'living' 'longer' Ironically material wealth never makes you stronger I know you rest your faith upon sedition Your facing Tyrannosaurus MX in the Isla Sorna district You're nothing but bravely afraid of competition Whether it's good or it's evil...just embrace the contradiction...

Yo, this is Marcanum X from Sons of Chaos… And right now, you’re tuned into Slim Swayze, DJ Mind Control & Take the Red Pill Radio Spit Parade 3 Cypher 2012 We are living in an intricate contraption The 2012 conspirator's systematic adaption Multi-dimensional gadgets implanted in my canthus W/ espionage to bust criminal antics The 4th Amendment's overruled under the table Constitutional rights convert to mythical fables We can't agree like Apple selling Beatle Anthologies People listen to 'stars' like see-through astronomy Delusional leaders conjoin w/ Paganism Fundraisers take money, no one's evading eviction Politicians worship self & claim to fight for people World issues expand unholy uprisings of evil Crooked instruction booklets are given to novices Preaching prophecies of perpetual hopelessness Our kindred's subject to defamatory brainwash Like they're all sentry droids programmed for pained thoughts Who really plants the 'bad seeds' like 'Cain crops'? Fascist troops are spilling more blood than raindrops The rights we seek to achieve'll never be met You still walk 'imperfectly pure' in Aryan steps Secret combinations kill for monetary gain Blotting out existence of the honorary slain The real truth’s encrypted in a promissory page Believing everything you hear? You're an auditory slave

(Marcanum X Verse) It's impossible for me to bite You're style's exactly like a burnt match attempting to reignite You resemble ventriloquist types that'll lift a mic ‘Spit' a kind of 'dry' 'wetness' making 'clear' visions 'blind' It's 'obviously' 'inconspicuous' your 'presence' 'hides' Like Mr. Wizard of Oz playin’ St. Nicholas at Christmas Time Precise incision slice in your eye Illuminati's ophthalmologist inserts microchips that fry Your inner psyche, the side effects is that it gives you hives Constricts your mind, imprisons billions of living kinds Of cells that give you life; guerrilla militants try Tellin' us evil has 'pros', it's all cons (khans) like Genghis' wives 'Contenders' 'patronize' our faith & why We can break your 'prime' using blade-n-knived paper di- Ssections; stitching together your rhyme's crevice You're a human puppet, controlled by mesenchyme septics (Hook) A - I do this for the thrill of it MX - I hunt for the kill of it A - I rock mics for the skill of it MX - Raise fists like a militant A - Dude you need to chill a bit MX - I don't care where you are A - Whether near or afar MX - Everybody make some noise A - Okay, just a little bit MX - Nah, everybody put your hands up in the air and make some noise if you feelin' it

(Verse 1) A dark army emerges, starts marching w/ purpose Lyricist's horrible 'oracles' can't scratch Marcanum's surface (Nope!) Vietnam insurgents see a bomb, get nervous Leonardo da Vinci paints pictures of Mantra sermons... On to parts of 'relevance' The 'ascension' of a mortal man to sharpen egos is 'irrelevant', no need for hesitance & being opposite of gentlemen (gentlemen) You handle business like politicians; crooked, wrong & arrogant 'Straight-forward' w/ 'indirection' I bring cataclysmic reports in chariots w/ 6-cylinder engines Barricade walls at Kemet w/ nuclear weapons Annihilating architecture in your luminescent mansion (mansion) The 'answer' is without 'question' Like you're put in 'jeopardy' (Jeopardy!) w/ Ken Jennings & you have tension (have tension) Your incoherent comprehension To my lyrics is preparing your destruction & the wrath of my descension... (Verse 2) Industrial oppression, society forever slaves for pension Trying to pay bills, the government never pays attention (they never do) They apprehend our souls through a payment system Of unnecessary itemization such as television Electronic devices, any provision The mind of a human being proclaims to be efficient If congress states they're for the people, why's there resistance? They never annotate reasons for the laws given (laws given) We're all products from environmental prisons That endorse inhumane violence for our children We tell each other 'fight the power', but we're 'rising downward' Into a vortex that's designed to devour The minds of 'cowardly' 'brave' patriots, towered By supercomputers empowered w/ worldwide browsers Showing holographic soldiers holding Mausers Turning you to holy (wholly) powder siphoned thru a melancholy shower... (Verse 3) The chaotic shadow lowers from the clouds, chosen to be vowed Pulverizing 'bonafide' 'illusions' solely w/ a plow Enshrouded by stony cliques of foul, bony-lipped & proud Cronies w/ a style, 'surrounding' me like 'Sony' as a crowd I'll make 'em fail quick like Lou Gehrig impalements Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, many other ailments (many other ailments) As the collective 'gets together' like a 'trail mix' I counterattack them w/ a supranatural maelstrom The leader of the pack's a fat dude Who worships 'Rip' using staffs made of bamboo Takin pictures of himself in bathrooms, wearing plaid suits His biggest fear's coming face-to-face w/ a mad 'moose' (Mad Moose) He acts like he rolls w/ the man, Zeus Tries walking giant like GORT from planet, Klaatu (Klaatu) His corpulence stems from eating fast food The pride emitting from his heart will bury him inside of a black tomb...

(Marcanum X Verse) They teach Greek 'Mythology' in American classrooms It's more 'believable' than ridiculous rap groups You're staring at raccoons giving sass to A supernatural power that demonically crashed you 'Dark' crystals exfoliating a 'light' so unholy it might Inflict polio in the thighs of Kobe when he drives To the basket, now his true greatness is a "has-been" This verbal DeLorean makes your future never happen In Rap, a 9 to 5's more 'suitable' than 'tailored coats' In your life, every 'disease' made's my daily dose As the 'true & living' 'cure' for auditory AIDS While people 'falsely' 'die' in a rotten, gory glaze Of stool sample residue, thespian generals Spreading undetectable info in skeptical schools Teaching doctrine of being greedily triumph When I 'agreeably' prove it's wrong, you 'disagreeably' bias (Hook 2xs) Dark Crystals Feeds on emotions of anger Dark Crystals Seeps through an ocean of hatred

(Verse 1) Walk in my shoes for one day, you'll see and notice Through fiery windstorms, I always bring the 'coldest' 'heat' In frozen, lethal, potent speeches told in freedom's open streets From Oakland to Tokyo, yet, I've never seen an ocean Most assume my life's great cuz I don't talk much My social interactions with people has gone rough I can tell you right now this all sucks I'm not gonna waste my time explaining problematic causes I've got it better than most individuals to be honest I love pain and sorrow so much, I need problems I see darkness in my peripheral vision I embrace your hatred and your cynical inflictions Please judge me with irresistible conviction In negative manner so society sees collision Between yourself and the artist who lives this Hip Hop In his own world, it's a fact I made this, you did not (Hook 2xs) No matter what you say, no matter what you do I live this music my way, even if you don't approve The difference is that I'm an artist that'll make moves You fight against me constantly cuz you know I'm a breakthrough (Verse 2) Criticism is amidst the rhythm of my inner self There's no such thing as constructive opinions, I don't need the help My creative control's backed by the first amendment How can you make me better through your imperfect perception I make my own improvements, don't do it for me What's great for you for me to do made my other fans think I'm boring Cuz of that, I lost sales over ideas That you suggested, making me a posterized reject Who cares if you're always hot like frequent flights to Phoenix? Being the best is impossible like riding a bike to venus I don't deal with any of you 'clones' like Sifo Deus Cuz I'm busy making sacrifices every night and weekend I'm not a rapper, lyricist, a poet, or an emcee I'm more of an enigma to the masses, it's called, "Me" Every where you go you'll find X at train crossings I'm always gonna be here, so stop you're lame talking! (Hook 2xs)

(Marcanum X Verse) My people suffer from evil conundrums, leaping in jungle crypts Seeing hundreds of sheeple die fighting for ‘nothingness’ Disguised as ‘something’; it's a shame that life's 'natural' 'artificialities' what we're 'hatefully' 'loving' & Also accepting as the answer that is 'questionably' 'Undeniable'; can't 'fool' 'intellectual' rhyming moods It's 'groundbreaking' 'planes' carry nuclear energy To Beirut, Tel-Aviv, dropping bombs from propeller wings Protestors in streets, 'fighting' others for 'peace' It’s sad seeing children's fathers & mothers deceased The 'audible reach' is 'deafness', thoughts of beating we's helpless It's 'possible' to win in 'impossibility's' presence A lot of you copyin' Pun's essence We can 'move forward', even w/ 'pausing' genetics Fluent in every language, including Baachi phonetics Leave you in 'Bioshock' cuz I'm a 'Lobotomy Menace'... (Hook) Warriors in battle, tearing you to shambles Storing up our power & scaring all the vandals We are not afraid of the lot of you w/ pencils Marching w/ a mind dichotomy of Sun Tzu You're the type of people we are not afraid to run through Matter of fact, we will hunt you, stun you Mic check, 1, 2, don't make a dumb move Ixion Form, MX, nothing bassoons!

Shadow governments, congressional forms are scary Water torture aquarium, please enter the mortuary Call me the worst in intergalactic history The abhorrent entity w/ no past or present speech That’ll breach solidified & egocentric barriers 'Rising' as nefarious 'descending' from a chariot Reading heresy from an ultimatum codex The astrophysicist strokes the blade w/ his own neck Shows immortality to men with big mentality His passion feeds off…a main central switch & key Hidden in an intermittent & efficient heart That if shown to any mortal man, life would come apart Universe time continuums paradoxically erupt Into a concocted, subconscious toxin no one can touch Except me, the natural-born Son of Chaos That'll catch you (Kutcher) in the act like I 'Punk'd' your seance Place the red-rose bouquet in the shield of a trooper Surrounding South American shrines guarding fearless medullas Bermuda's putrid computer-modulated diagram Transmits through my ependyma canals with wired LAN Lyrical leviathan's proprietary higher trance Captivates & activates the soldiers in unrighteous stance They contradict themselves, people make it agreeable We have to make this 'van go' (Van Gogh) like banning 'painted' vehicles

(Marcanum X) The only soul (sole) searchin' women ever do Is when they rifle through their entire closet looking for their 'favorite pair of shoes' (that’s true!) Me & Sick walk in Club Obi-Wan w/ tuxedos on Chillin' w/ Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra & a League of Dons Marilyn Monroe sings her scripted quotes Ladies post it on their profile, boys lift the rope Behind their tracheas, love's the ultimate daily drug (It is!) There's nothing worse than a woman pulling a shady stunt It maybe 'blunt' & 'enigmatic', but they run from men's attraction (playing games) Thinking that they're 'hideous' 'hunks' w/ trench entrapments She don't mind becoming a tempting actress Making madness, emotional storms of unrelenting havoc Been there, done that, fellas 'walking' 'forward' need to 'run' 'back' (Fact!) Your 'firm' 'desperation's why she's having fun, that's All that it does (Yup!), even the strongest & tough’s 'weak' hearts' dragged in a hole, now their 'falling in love'...

Yeah…(Echo) It’s the American Villain…(Echo) What up Vint…(Echo) Yo…(Echo) (Hook 4xs) I'm walking in the rain My mood'll always be the same I've got to be insane... Therefore... (3xs) (Verse 1) Society's humor surrounds my struggle & sorrow It's ironic Harvard grads get nothing tomorrow They say you have to be the best in superstar’s quotes If you can't comply w/ labels, you’re not dope ‘Hope's’ lost like ‘Skywalker’ never existed Then I end up in asylums, repeating, "Resistance" Your spinal cord’s inflicted w/ acidic viruses The climate gets tiring as I'm thriving to fight to finish Give 'facts' about someone, people call it slander Give ‘lies’ to the media, they think it's the answer ‘Violent’ ‘peace’ can’t exist like Kony scams It's like living 'moral codes' drawn by 'unholy hands' You’re a ‘unique’ ‘twin’ that acts like the last guy ‘The Power Ranger’ of Rap?! We'll still make your ‘band die’ (Bandai) Causing landslides w/ American Villain Spitting 'icy' 'heat', demonstrating larynx brilliance (Hook 4xs) (Verse 2) 1 in every 7 Billion+ people is YOU, so stick with it An intrinsic, yet vintage concept, nobody gets it Critics create acrylic barriers of cynic hatred Try pestering a clinically insane kid Heinous images of illiterate 'agents' Of 'orange' (agent orange) have infected written pages Coagulation of blood ink's a testament of martyrs W/ successful careers, we're 'remembered' as 'forgotten' Clock in a day job, eat Top Ramen w/ Napalm Nuclear ‘warhead’, leaves more dead w/ great songs You cannot see (Nazi) 'right' like followers of Adolf Very vindictive (Vint did this), we'll swallow all your blade shards Try demolishing the lives of Vint & MX We’re the 'tinted tenants' of this independent clique of brethren Spitting a venom sicker than scorpion injections ‘Knowledge digging very deep’ like ‘historian dissections’... (Hook 4xs) 'Surrounded' like 'speakers' by these demons Most people's lives full of trash like a sleaze' zenith Your concocted operation's like a 'covered' 'sleeveless' The 'illusion's' 'clearly' seen, you're a 'clumsy' 'genius' My feelings are encrypted in the Tetrahedron The environmental 'view' is what 'Helen Keller's 'seeing' Interstellar readings of MCs crush bestsellers leading W/ infinite ideologies deceiving My left cerebellum’s internally bleeding From verbally-beating pressure I experience from teasing The pain intensity’s like I'm in 'space' 'breathing' I always feel danger in places of safekeeping Going in circles like pendulum reversal My hydrothermal lyrics will overthrow commercials I stay in refrigerated states of inertial Uniting both sides w/ a glacier & inferno... (Hook 4xs)

What do you get when you cross Sons of Chaos with Evil Intentions? A Wave of Destuction!!! (Marcanum X Verse) I use oscillator ray guns to stun the crowd's ears Making you the most deaf (Mos Def) person all around here Where you 'found' fear's when you're 'missing' like series cancellations Not knowing what happened like The Stepfather's basement Patience (patients) 'grows' 'weak' like a 'terminal hospice' Ride (write) lyrics in my 'brain', a 'convertible conscious' Non-returnable profit makes you paid rappers 'Sucked in' like 'liposuction' crossed w/ 'stainmaster' As you pay faster, you ignite the flames after Like Lau's 'early exit's a 'Jon Benet rapture' You think it's 'passwords' (past words) like log-ins & codes Chaotic 'sounds' a sacrificial offering of 'Bose' What you impose to be a threat; the closest you'll get To me's through a computer screen, where my foes do it best To all labels: you're status in life is next to Vader's None of you could co-sign (Cosine) me if you had calculators

(Marcanum X Verse) The Illmortals hit you w/ a cyclone tsunami drift You'll probably get biopsy-chopped in trichotomy grids Both of us pioneering like colonies get How can you be 'rich' in the same place where 'poverty' lives? We're a camaraderie clique armed w/ cautery sticks Causing escharotic problems, making all of you sick The triple 7s never meant a lottery win Real talent bothers you bad, has you gossiping quick Quantity over quality has gotta be fixed We'll 'decompose' (compose) you like a 'non-Vivaldian mix' It's 'long road' to be 'natural' like Mic Geronimo is All you clever morons watch Degrassi w/ chicks (Sissies) I dare you to 'concoct' 'plots' to stop me from this Monstrosity shift, scaring you off in a split Second; audibly dent & bang on your 'eardrum cochlea vents These lines'll make you 'die on your own' like 'Kevorkian's wish' (Back and Forth verse) MX: I can't sell my soul to the devil cuz mine is priceless MX: That's like sociopaths having degrees in social science MX: You gotta be idiotic to think that this cutlure's violent MX: Many rappers have 'misled' you all in proper 'guidance' MX: I'd rather see a bunch of 'mini-mes' play for the 'Giants' MX: We're roaming tons of islands shocking people's pulse w/ voltage iron MX: At the pace we're moving now, we're going from lower to higher MX: My dominant iris looks through the sniper scope in defiance

I might of gone into the 'deep' like an 'amniocentesis' An Anglo-Saxton priestess gives birth to a 'puzzling' 12 'pieces' If consolidated, it creates a beacon Opening virtual aqueducts for empyrean beings You've been 'fearing' 'courage' 'forever'; I went from worse to a better person that worsens your clever verses Several surgeon's pushing the pedestal surface Pressin' apprenticeship circuses out of what is considered A picture-perfect, pre-determined medical service It was an 'accident' on how we came to terms w/ our 'purpose' You're 'dying' from 'life' itself; the real liars are the Mayan people Cuz I birth destruction, that's where I excel Spilling text, yes, it's Professor MX Cum Laude at the Sith Academy, vindictively press An oppression on interplanetary galactic colonies Intricate apparitions going past astronomy I'm Ra's al Ghul, using numerous combo moves When the bomb goes boom, expect to visualize the strongest crew Whiz by you like how a Mazda zooms At 'Mach' 'Triple 7' speed, ambience of doom Terracottan tomb, sarcophagi surrounds your feet We combine, unleash like a thousand beasts Even the most proud, elite shut down & freeze Cuz they 'found' out we are officially 'LOST' without the 'T'

(Marcanum X) It's Marcanum X & R-Kitech, our bulletproof parka vests Defends against your laser lyricism causing scarring flesh Carving marks in the skin w/ the sword of Sparticus Informal parliaments knocked 'out' storing Karma 'in' Hydrothermal rhymes'll burn your eyes, my spoken minds rehearsal Goes in kinds of 'circle' 'square' diagrams that make you hurl Desensitizing words' 'largely' 'shrink' your conus medullaris I bite my style 'easy' so I'm prone to pedal 'harder' (Yeah) These verbal Jenga blocks 'construct' 'annihilation' Like the US leaders wanting us 'living' inside a 'dying' nation Your cerebral channel's trapped in exonarthex labyrinths Now you're greatest rhymes are simply turned to shards & paper strips (Ripped) You'll get a '2 in 1' deal like when 'Eurasia' split But the pain remains inside you as chondromalacia discs So when you face the mist of 'fire' 'water' You'll see these '007' spitters'll force the industry to 'Die Tomorrow'....

(Marcanum X Verse) No matter the kind of medical spice in alexipharmic pepper markets You won't find better solvents to cure you than you swimming w/ pirañas (swimming w/ pirañas) We make you vent & vomit for practicing Reaganomics 16 trillion dollars tells me you love to invest in problems (Bush lovers!) I'm Tekken causing telepathic trauma w/ tectonic Death phonics that fragmentize your best ebonics (y'all rappers suck!) Is it me or is the government just marionettes in office With the hairiest armpits that like to write in scary, demonic Military laws, implementing Marx's communism? If it's for the people, why'd it totally stop the rhythm Of freedom ringing in Cuba, Russia & Iwo Jima? Since destruction's my M.O., it's clear that I ain't feeling FEMA (I ain't feeling FEMA!) Exposing halfway crooks as "Clarence & Guys" Making every gang unbind like divorcing marital ties (marital ties) Ain't nobody ever wanna mess the MX, whether freestyle or the use pen's edge We roll w/ a vengeance, stroll independent, diminish & finish the sentence

(Verse 1) Che Geuvara's lethal partners seek the knowledge Read the palm prints, then feed off the nonsense Redirecting conscience to people in the darkness... You're a serious joke…as seen in the Office Alphanumeric phonics decode your lifestyle... The 6th Element, MX traveling the 9th Mile... Beyond comprehension of the metric scale Telekinetic psychic spelling bees, the pen prevails Independent sale of 'labels' like cheap stereotypes Autarchic marionettes bury your mics (Michael Jackson) Like Conrad Murray, bombad fury Gungan Wars Rap careers skyrocket downward as the dungeon soars Hundred more planetary behemoths surrounding Uranus Aleister Crowley burning pages referring to fame it's Ironic rappers lose their jobs…punks laid off… Methodic incoherence to these lyrics, what's chaos? (Hook) Chaos! Chaos! What is it really? Chaos! Chaos! What is the meaning? Chaos! Chaos! Unified Separation Chaos! Chaos! Beautify Devastation Chaos! Chaos! What is it really? Chaos! Chaos! What is the meaning? Chaos! Chaos! Mortified men walking Chaos! Chaos! Organized Anarchy (Verse 2) Capitulate to the inner state of the prison gates Vivid ways reciprocate conservatively liberate Slitherin' snakes encircle ya havens perimeter Amazonian anaconda fangs break inhibitors Behind the necks of presidential candidates... Chaotic Second Round Knock Out on 'cool' rappers like Canibus No soul's a fan of this psycholingusitic ataxia Diabetic MCs flee cuz I'm insulin (Insultin') the pancreas Breathin' life in Walking Dead, create zombie apocalypse Rap's origami astonishes... My prerogative cancels out derogative rallies X neutralizes lyricists, markin' em (Marcanum) all w/ a tally As I walk in the valley of the shadow of death and live I 'beat the raps' of evil rhapsodists exempt to give Endless repetitive sentences, Joe Biden infinitive Definitive writtens, between the linen, it's leavin' ya stricken (Hook) (Verse 3) A true Son of Chaos like Chino XL dissin' Tupac Rising from the dust are melancholy saints from Boondocks… I'm Grimm facing Supernatural in '93 With an IQ of smart students in the Ivy League… We know the 'ropes'...MCs'll hold their throats Battled damaged rap commandos overthrowing Kosovo Encrypt secrets in Croatian code...degrading flows Verbally exterminate machines... debilitating blows Overly underrate solid, composite-molded soldiers Breaking barriers more than Jackie Robinson posters World War vets hide in barathrums of Coruscant In deep 'Sith' like excrement remains left on Korriban... Immortalize posterized pics purifying filth Don't deny the sworn defiance with a fortifying skill... Born to ride Orion's belt w/ an iron sword & shield... What's Chaos? Destroying mics in Asteroidal Fields!!!

(Marcanum X Verse) Novus Ordo Chaotica, proportionally autonomous Storin' immortal frees in my encephalon & squash the bugs Me & Tragedy drive in a Porsche through Prague Rushin' (Russian) traffic off streets like 'Cold Wars' did w/ atomic bombs' You should 'chill out' like 'employees at a Haagen-Dasz' Cuz you're the only 'silent' person here that 'talks a lot' Your noggin's thoughts thinks 'life's good' like performin' w/ 'NaS' Slashing your 'firm', 'soft' porcelain cloth, we're swordsmen & strong Horsemen marchin' forth in 'the fog' Like 'leper colonies' storming abhorrent forces, I'm Chuck Norris w/ saws You're a controlador of Sodom & Gomorrah's wrongs I'm a blood-portrait of 'chaos' 'assorted' in song You're a bunch of 'dead beats' like 'coroner's hearts' A group of bottom-feeders claiming you soar the charts, but you're born in a barn I topple over orator's shots You'll never 'Take the Lead' even if Antonio Banderas was on your squad...

(Hook 2xs) Whenever you were down... Whenever you were upset... I was by your side when you had tough stress... Even though I'm gone now, my life's never done, yes I am always there, even if life's a sunset (Verse 1) The goddess retreats, swept off her feet We're gathered today to give condolences & honorably Pay respects to a soul who gave her life in offering The best possible help to people in dire need When you were down & sad, she stopped you from retiring Encouraging your passion for this music, never tiring Showing compassion towards us, including I A loyal supporter that through our music, she still survives 'Death's natural, we don't understand why a 'life's taken A mysterious concept still to our amazement A fragrance of doubt shrouds when someone passes 'Immortal' men in 'imperfect existences' start to panic You think life’s hard till you see someone next to you Critics are 'Cinderella candidates', they can't 'fit the shoes' She's safe & sound in & place I can't speak about That's not of this existence, let peace surmount... (Verse 2) People 'die' doing what they 'love', 'hate' challenges 'living' They can't comprehend joy & sorrow balanced w/ giving Elaborate problems 'builds' 'self-destruction' Individuals wanna give up as victims of corruption Lust, greed & power exerted by demons, perverted To upcoming generations of seed all immersed in A dispersement of incursions curving a person To become the 'best' of the 'worst' men 'spiritually' 'earthen' The 'verdict' of 'life's’ 'death' to those who deserves it Why sell your soul when it's priceless to foreign merchants? It's sad thinking it's the end when the curtain closes Billions every day just 'believing' in the 'hopeless' Bereaving our emotions, repeating all the motions Depleting us of broken hearts, leaving all our soul's ripped Life's meant to 'rise up' from trials at our 'lowest' The Serenade of Aurora, she has spoken...