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Hypnotics

from 80 Million Isms by Tallisman

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The answer is me… the question: Who’s the greatest mc in the world?
Ask ya mama & ya girl
& see if you can follow these here flows as they unfurl
most other mc’z they be hollow… like clams with no pearls
Coherent thoughts they whirl through my mind
Combine with words swirl into rhymes this is genesis
Spontaneous combustion of prose
That erupt into flows
The destruction of all foes is unstoppable
Be they physical or metaphysical bet I rock they all
With this exquisite balance of metaphysics & talents
Which leads me to the waters of truth I drink gallons
I sink my talons deep in that worth keeping
I be the gnat turned eagle through the knowledge that I’m seeking
Nocturnal peoples is freaking off the way I’m speaking
I gots too much juice to keep in so I’m leaking
Step into my deep & see if you can hang
With the secrets that you peeping… yeah I’m glad you came
See it’s all about seeking the truth beneath the sheeth &
The knowledge seeping realize we reaping what we sowing
The left & right is peeking as the beats bumping in the jeeps rolling
Through the streets I got my peeps jumping @ the shows overflowing
With mc’z & mc wanna be’z bet they all wanna see
Little old me elevate for real
I get ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrrical skill…

Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills

Now if you take a second like a watch
& watch this kid wrecking shop like I’m crazed
You cannot but be amazed like grace
Call me Sony ‘cause you’ll be seing colourful displays
That’s arrayed in ways very similar to the sun
Styles conveyed like a belt they even felt by the numb
Like a tickle now I could make a cripple who’s dumb
Jump up & shout praise the lord have’em singing like the Commodores
Rhymes I hoard like Donkey Kong country hoards bananas
Beats be bumping like a back road full of potholes
Like a backhoe it’s digable like planets I’m coming
New & improved like the year was 95 & I was Janet’s stomach
Man I done it like Rick the ruler should have
Smooth & slick I never got caught
Top knotch wherever I rocks that’s the hot spots I gots really big beats
Like Billy Squire or like Sasquatch gots really big feets
You know that I keeps it compact like a lap-top with the power of a main frame
My main aim is to continue also maintain
Creating innovations conducive to ovations… stimulation… contemplation… elevation for real
I gets ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrical skills…

Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills
Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills...

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from 80 Million Isms, released March 21, 2002
Written, Arranged, Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Tallis 'Tallisman' Newkirk. Cuts by Robotmilk

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