Reconcile that I'll recoil at sight of alabaster
..Plight of man reran as Reruns (We DONE)
We won't avert disaster
Dismantled mantel placed at foot of shackled master Remember me?
I'm the one who inked forbidden chapters
Predicate my breath on different factors
I see the ones who need a script
They merely actors
Attained Acclaim from harmonics left unheard
Meaning still inferred
Physical interred
Calibrated resonance in words
Turn heightened vision inwards
The real, remains blurred.
We at the precipice
They stressing us
Situation tenuous
Path mad perilous
The math: pure elements
An angel's tears fall silent!
Masterful plans require precise alignment
Beauty palpitates in cold heart of pure violence
My essence cut to acetate
I gravitate towards like minds
The timid avert eyes
Afraid of the harsh truth they might find
Refined to the point of raw again
Distain for most cause I only see flaws in them
Fluctuate between slight hope & despair
It's like I care but then again I don't care
Righteous path veered towards my inherent darkness
Got no time for your universal moral arches
Long overdue for a flame to spark this
Untested waters left uncharted
Most have nothing of worth to barter
My forefathers created EMPIRES with 5 Elements
But somehow degenerates want to question our intelligence?
Respect the eloquence!
Muthafuka we set precedence!
We at the precipice
They stressing us
Situation tenuous
Path mad perilous
The math: pure elements

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Writer(s): BILL BROOKS, MIKE MARE