Master Thesis

This is the master thesis underneath the deepness

Come to micclub.net where you can read this

Run a plot on a map hyper space 'ya

From the society for scientific exploration

Color is vibration, vibration is sound

Sound resonates through the mouth check it out

What I say vibrates no less than 9 ways

South, South East, West, south west, east

North, North east, North west

And the black and white images fade

To great sound waves

Track my adversaries like a mouse in a maze

With a bewildering array, of lyrical display

The best of Bis oftenly rearrange

Moto atomic elements, with a deft intelligence

The highest professorship, my English etiquette

Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch

My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all

Atlantis was surrounded by 4 sea walls

I read one-fourth of the Library of Alexandria

Before it was burnt to the floor

I wish I could've learned more

About the shapes of the sacred geometry they used to draw

They were new millennium but Euclidian in form

Ancient in many ways but not nearly as old

Carved from Egyptian gold molded in Assyria

With processed Beryllium by the quintillion

They cooked on symmetrical stoves

With my logo etched above the hole where they inserted the coal

And they barbecued birds to the bone

They burned incense in a Buck Mister Fuller type dome

I talked to Mr. Fuller over the phone

And he said he had a contract to rebuild Rome

Said he didn't want to do it alone

I told him I was busy writing poems

But I'll think about going

The process was slow, and the dough was low

But I took it as the perfect opportunity to grow

Plus I never traveled that far from home

But I heard about the beauty of Sydonian (city of ancient Phoenicia) snow

Neon green grass, statues made from translucent glass

I'll be crazy to pass

I like nigerian Jazz

The blue twilight band

That plays tunes from a laser black sax

It sounds so laid back

It helps me relax

I brought the album after seeing K-Pax

Ooh how I miss my nautilus

I was told faren goat and mcdotilus did not exist

You have a modest case of scaphocephalous

I prescribe some neo gothic anti-biotics

Words concocted from the lyrical lock smith

Deadly as 10 droplets of Ricin toxin

From every angle the competition gets boxed in

Its Dr. C indoctrinates his doctrine

Translate the English alphabet

To the omega text

Life is now and death is next

Post bond out on bail from the belly of hell

Communicate through diatonic and pentatonic scale

These dark side tales might affect sales

I set sail and hunt down erect sperm whales

Use the aphrodisiac to get a female

Call ginger tie her up and drink her ginger ale

Grand maryey for me scotch on the rocks for you

Your vocab is smaller than a cup of jewels

In the studio with james lipton

Reminiscing about the script that was written

Before the beginning

All of a sudden the boo's turned into applause

My jaws stronger then the kenenday Macaws

Cant even count the bars

I've expended so far

Don't want to rap no more its been so long

I wish the clock would hurry up and tick

Im out in the bush and the sticks

Humpin a hundred clicks

Dr scholes gave me a good fit

Me and him went to school together back in 86

When I was really ill

Puttin flank energy in a rhyme the size of a Tylenol pill

You wanna laugh now

And cast your belligerent doubt

Show you what poetry is really about

The side affects will make you pass out

Followed by skin rash

Itching diarrhea nausea and dry mouth

You want a time out?

You better spit a rhyme out

Before the community of real mc's die out

College students say to me "you ain't smart"

Record label A&Rs say: "this ain't art"

These are the contents of the covenant of the art

Listen to my chest beat tell me this ain't heart

You gotta be as obsequious

As the Disciples of Jesus

This is my MASTER THESIS