Sunday, October 30, 2016

musashimoonbabble(prod. by wakizashi jabberwockyz)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

menes the pharaoh
psionic paul
sea/swordz


prod. by wakizashi jabberwockyz (anübis dōhji & 7 arm'd labyrinth)



verse 1: (menes the pharaoh)

cutting up tracks
like a broken wakazashi
never sloppy
off the top
like opium poppies
monsters of the pond kid
with the jabberwockyz
archaic prototypes
wander the mojave
arachnid wolf spider
chases you under moonlight
and bites into your shadow
strictly to consume light
broken gauntlets
rare form of a pathogen
airborne nucleus
attacking your brainstems
aesemon the executioner
sever heads for no price
its weight in blood
will suffice
and sacrifice
hang ‘em high
so the wind taste their sorrows
bringing no tomorrows
whenever in the hollows
stepping to the function
like musashi on the bridge
and breaking all your ribs
with one kick
and a molten fist
making wooded swords
out of wooden paddles
prepare for battle
like i’m shaking death’s rattle
snake versus crane
cause hysteria
impairing ya
no sparring partner ever survived
no sparing ya


verse 2: (psionic paul)

my mental stays altered kid
my thoughts is disturbing
spaced out author
talking in circles
thoughts is a blur
i thought i was certain he’s raw
but i heard he’s awkward in person
psionic paul IS studentz
just an alternate version
and my crew is like a gang
of schizophrenic heathens rapping
and he been acting odd as fuck
in ciphers
eating acid
alas
studentz sniffing dust
the lifestyle rugged
overdose
then leave the hospital
chewing shrooms
like it’s nothing
he’s confused
cartoon nurses treat his wounds
he starts babbling ‘bout reptar
every time he sees the moon
slang ragged

act like i’m still a kid
the way i dress and walk is mega grimy
looking ill as shit
an emcee’s voice gets shaky
if they’re ever put against us
baggy champion hoodie
spit
and lash psychotic wind gusts
amnesia in the cipher
dun
i barely even started yet
psionic paul
the villain
writing
like his fucking arm’s possessed


verse 3: (sea/swordz)

my eyes are slinkies
walking steps
i’m swamp possessed
wandering a pond
where monsters rest
with a mind of altered consciousness
swords protrude
like poison
that sasori’s puppet’s pores would ooze
use little forks for food
the kind of stuff
that rugged orphans do

a spaceship stowaway

i didn’t ask permission
i just snuck in through the lower bay
headed for the bridge
to commandeer the ship
and float away
wane
like a reflection
when a mirror disassociates
disappearing like a ghost in space

spectral dissipation
dialectic innovation
our rhymes extend our lives
like we’re in cryogenic incubation

on the horizon
could there be a metamorphosis
owlwolf
lurking in specific moon coordinates
could he visit soon
manifest from this cocoon
torn to bits
perched upon a cloaked
amaterasu cloud forest limb
only time will tell
if i compelled him to transform again
and if when he arrives
he has musashi cloud tree swords with him




Wednesday, October 12, 2016

crimsondeathglow(prod. by 7th galaxy)

written and performed by (in order of appearance):

wisdm - stranded

prod. by 7th galaxy


wisdm/7th galaxy

+

stranded

=

cosmo/knot


verse 1: (wisdm)

we burn heavily
steadily transfer energy
entities sentient
sending me melodies
destiny bleeds

seen silence for a moment
comatose frozen
floating open eyed
tide absorb the moment
still moping
hoping for explosion

kaboom
shroom medicated vacuum
illuminated orbs
disappear as they pass you
past view
time travel back to the last view
paradox
same socks
different color
still love her
mary stay smooth like silk cover
who hover higher than the moon
no wonder
cloud disappear
kid thunder
leaf blade runner
feel my kunai puncture
desert vultures
devour culture
cultivating death in numbers
street magic blunted
watch the world blaze asunder
vigilante strike at night
take out the gunner
one goon
to the right
heard his heart stutter
last words
who the hell are you
as he hit the gutter
life in the jungle
stay humble
for the moment
contained rage
like cage
’til walls end up broken


verse 2: (stranded)

the atmosphere collapses
like you’re imagining things
the sky falls
calmly strangling
the planet it rings
the emergence of dense fog

feathers that don’t detach from their wings
some creatures fly
despite the absence of strength
more power is absorbed
through wounds
formed by my fangs

frogs for ice cubes
my eyes swirl as i drink
my mind tuned
to the sound of worlds of swords
as they clang
war between multiversal star systems
orbits my brain
the plethora within
pretend
disorients things
teleports me
to a more phantasmagorical plane
i vanish
like sugar tossed in the rain
gone
but not all the way
it’s all frequency
i just alter my waves

before you attempt to trespass
ponder your fate
be cautious
my enforcers
use flying saucers as graves
the coffins launched in their wake
at the very least
threaten stars’ quantitive place
in regard to what there’s more of in space
but by all means
resume your transgression
if your confidence gapes

don’t let me dissuade you
from your cosmic mistake
your permanent extra-earth projectile state
lifeless bodies drifting off into space
just debris
in a field of light
poking in through the dark

swimmers don’t give menus to sharks
they just get ripped apart

so consider the consequences
before venturing off
be careful what pebbles you choose
to ripple your pond

peace to the seventh series of sparks
your music’s near to my heart
evolution
the use of mirrors evolves
magnetic electrocution
there’s an intimate bond
a mutation
rare genetics
engineered to respond