Releasing Hypnotical Gases

[Pharoahe Monch]<br>As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind<br>thus eliminating competition from bird`s-eye view, I`m<br>descending in helicopters -- in a village raid<br>Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade<br>I`m highly intoxicating your mind -- when I`m operating<br>on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms<br>Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle<br>I display a nuclear ray that`ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle<br>Thereby destroying the entire food supply<br>that`s crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies<br>It`s ironic, when a demonic, government<br>utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me<br>Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram<br>Who`s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy<br>I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran<br>cause I couldn`t stand anymore within the depths of the sand<br>So don`t ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane<br>cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain<br><br> {oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it<br> nitrogen levels.. check it}<br><br>[Prince Poetry]<br>Twenty-thousand leagues down below,<br>minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees<br>Seize the info, gather the archaelogists<br>The aftermath needs to follow this cause it`s, deep<br>Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists<br>a.k.a. Optimus Prime -- time, television is, dead<br>on this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition<br>de-leting any alias info and descriptive<br>Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision<br>precision, beams<br>Colors, reds, fuschias, lime-greens<br>Black, don`t you know my formulas form dope lyrics<br>uplift spirits and yo I hear it`s fatal<br>to walk the path of Konfusion, where it`s<br>torture some cherish, while most human-like beings perish<br>Subjected to death<br>Their bodies don`t agree with the hypnotical intellect<br>Poetical acid is burning up flesh<br>At the end of corridor do you see me sitting there<br>Johnny More Grotesque<br>Literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride<br>Insight, foresight, more sight<br>The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight<br>You feel nauseous<br>Forever you will avoid my royal presence as I step into darkness<br><br> {Now is the time.. to stretch your brain to it`s maximum}<br><br>[Pharoahe Monch]<br>I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox I am<br>The paradox I am, the equinox extending my hand<br>into dimensions to unlock new doorways<br>And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways<br>And so I play with rhythms, for something more than a mere game<br>enabling me to advance in wisdom<br>Words will exist like vampires<br>No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps I escape<br>with my sanity -- in 2010 every man will be<br>subject to global warming, formless oval<br>Millions of locusts swarming<br>Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme<br>the intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision<br>Surrounded by a three-sided figure, containing the brain<br>The triggering mechanism from which I strike<br>sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound<br>which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground<br>The surface will seperate, dispersing harmful ashes<br>Your optics will not be able to detect<br>the deadly hypnotical gases<br>Damn it`s hard to breathe!!! But if I got one breath left;<br>I`ll suck wind from the valley of death, here I come<br>from the slums of earth to center<br>I reveal myself as a beast within a, unbreakable shell<br>Walkin through the doorways of Heaven -- or is this Hell?<br><br> {The time is now.. right now.}<br> {This is the hour, this is the new dawn!<br> This is the new day.}<br><br>[Prince Poetry]<br>As I step into the Thunderdome, with flows as the wind blows<br>Visualize the intros, releasing hypnotical gases<br>chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth<br>round of poetical warfare; energetically I walk with the flare<br>Rampaging like a rock-like figure<br>throughout the night`s atmosphere I swear<br>My wrist holds mind-trigger darkness can`t overshadow me<br>cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you<br>after I`m bashin you, with my hammer<br>Whenceforth passed to me, by Odin<br>Occasionally my pro-file is low-key Gamma<br>Rays brainwashed to transforms me<br>but I still withhold my hammer, to lift me up<br>For God still is my upliftor<br>I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter<br>Night approaches so I proceed in flight<br>back to the Hall of Justice as I continue to disintegrate em<br>Translating the codes in hypnotical language<br>then a Theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt<br>but I`m a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical<br>mathematical slay slur, punch that, stun that amazes and dazes<br>and phases the stranger, with pages of the lost chapters<br>Unfound factors<br>So I stretch like Reed Richards across the land<br>Continue with reading your e-quilibrium<br>with concepts that confuse ya, metabolism`s fallin off<br>Data consider oblivion<br>Now as I walk through the valley of death<br>ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes<br>the atom smashes, cause I released the last hypnotical gases!