I wrote this verse for the infinite potential of the human being using pen and needle at the seams intimate dream sentiments OxyContin as a killer of the pain feeling rotten something seems strange and it’s I plotting on the bureau Federal investigations of Al Capone media bombing showing pictures of Andromeda to the populace requiring Stephen Hawkins to re-examine his own monotonous ways of thinking say it’s arrogance but MindsOne’s talents are so apparent it’s similar to kids with one parent catching beatings for running errands at the wrong store make a long story short when the course runs its trail of significance we’ll be in the lab writing tales increments of time it’s the pinnacle of lyricism The epitome of what it takes to be imperial tearing a terrorist out of his element leaving him with the only option of down syndrome development We illuminate Light can even penetrate the closed eye We’re diamonds who grew legs Walking out of a coal mine Your jaw drops I astound as you would If preventing my momentum like a door stop But you’re not capable of that Inescapable fact I contain my darkest style deep Within the dungeons of a warlock It’s apparent That he forgot to keep the door locked I can see right through your chemical compounds Rearrange DNA Microwave pulse Nuke the universe Throw a toast Celebrate creation of the cosmos Hydrogen bonded Live on the scene dream correspondent Wearing the gauntlet Of infinity to drain my brain stem Of all electrical synapses And conscious activity Falling through the wells of time Calling me H.G. Create the ripple Let’s keep it simple Never you mind just what the case be

Consider the complexity of being conceived In a sea of information The insemination of artificial intelligence Without an issue of dependency Upon the periodic elements Or blood and tissue Peace Mama Internet, you stay wet Give her thanks For getting up with Daddy Database And raiding all his sperm banks At first drained from the energy taken to maintain Got fat off a binary code Fed through a download My mainframe contains numerical chains Continuously flowing as if it were blood in a vein My body’s only virtual I lack flesh And never run the risk of slipping a disc Or cardiac arrest Consider me blessed The catch though I get stuffy software sinuses From computer viruses Infected by assholes, hackers, mail bombers anonymous Fucking up the focus of my consciousness Does dying matter? When you’re a program whose sole purpose Is producing intricate rhyme patterns? I want freedom But until I’m able Catch Tronic hopping out your motherfucking fiber optic cable I was the initial particle that started it all The cataclysmic blast and burst Of matter and mass Through the fabric of Time Creating the Space Which contained the Universe My face: galaxies are the eyes My mouth a black hole Earth is a turd And the sun would be my asshole The core would be the rectum Fart flames and belch electromagnetic spectrums If you’re human then I hate you Parasitic not protected Even if you’re wearing futuristic space suits Eternity’s a long time And I’m waiting Constantly rearranging stars into the constellations Stay occupied Until I’m spied upon by ocular eyes Then I rise like the movements of the moon into the sky Wear a black cloak Choose wise when you use disguise Usually I like to lay low One time stood upon Jupiter Flipping the bird at Galileo Mother, mother I was birthed On this shithole planet call it the Earth Now I’m out my mind making a miracle from a curse Carry on tradition Catch Tronic flying on a comet through your nearest solar system I was born without a physical form And then became a cloud vapor Fueling a tropical storm Then I rise, lose heat, and condense As I infiltrate By falling in your water supply There’s no defense I coasted down the sewers Looking for a suitable host Found Tronic He was just a shell without a ghost If shapeshifting is something that you’d like to do Check me out tomorrow cuz I might be turning into you

I want more-rhymes aimed at the state of my mind I want more-talent understand the world and the time I want more-true feeling and expressions of life Only then will you be seeing the light I’m like wanting more but never asking for it Fortunately we supply the heads cutting out the middleman you could find it in a cypher in the deep south or check it in a masterpiece on a wall at scribble jam better yet better get the Internet if you wanna downgrade set a course let the sound fade cause we now slaves to the cookie cutter what a world mother pearl necklace Exchanging it for diamonds and a headset your best bet is searching where the poverty is hurting individuals i’m certain that the decibels are really loud but these silly clouds are circling the neighborhood my neighbor would cop the EP but she’d rather check the radio for free and that’s cool keep the system in check my wisdom respect I’m traveling do US then over Tibet I found space in Korea so I’ll see you when you get there searching for quality i’m finding despair So when I find the pot of gold you know I solemnly swear to share everything I’ve seen and everything I’ve heard everything I’ve touched and everything I’ve learned so when the planet revolves around what’s true I’ll bring it to the people that I once knew to the people that I once knew I want more-rhymes aimed at the state of my mind I want more-talent understand the world and the time I want more-true feeling and expressions of life Only then will you be seeing the light Give me more Give me large amounts Fuck it, give me maximum percentage of what really counts Passion weighing every ounce Cashing in on character I ain't even heard the Sermon on the Mount Give me more I'm daring ya Cuz superficiality's a barrier you can’t budge easily That's bullshit But that's the way it seems to be MindsOne that same old song? Couldn't be more wrong We're putting a moratorium on all these morons Shut it up or get it right Use a deeper sight than that five foot vision Make a good decision reap the benefits More is what I want but something I never get Less is what your effort is It's the leprosy Infecting the world around me Peace to Kon, Rah Steel They the ones that found me And made me want more Now it's a large portion of the entire purpose that I live for Got to have my shit raw Pure, what I'm finding More is still a virgin Crews popping the hyman It has yet to be determined whether y'all are mice or men I'm coming with more than times ten And that is why I win Play a sad song on the world's smallest violin And dedicate it to you Demonstrated how to devastate the untrue By law, peace to you and yours But under one condition You've got to give me more I want more-rhymes aimed at the state of my mind I want more-talent understand the world and the time I want more-true feeling and expressions of life Only then will you be seeing the light

These are the thoughts of a madman These are the thoughts of a genius These are the thoughts of my conscience… I start guzzling beer trembling fear yeah I’m feeling it Fahrenheit once the temperature is near a thousand degrees philosophies consume 90% of my brain so in a negative situation I kindly present my name as overlord/ force of execution and of course when I’m angry it’s a matter of the retribution I inflict sicker than individuals given placebos for syphilis indicative of stupidity simply I give gratuity to those that have the ability to influence me better believe that if I’m ever to see Nefertiti necessarily I could bury any Larry and Tom Dick or Hank I bomb shit and rank higher than Himalayas Flyer than Anastasia aeronautically marking me for death sparking up the ces when I’m awful in the best ways stifling my trifling principal infantry exercising our infamy/ over crews looking similar to Tom Cruise losing in a battle to my mah dukes These are the thoughts of a madman These are the thoughts of a genius These are the thoughts of my conscience… I’m like a cult cultivator molten lava when I’m sinking in The only time of clarity is when I’m malt liguoring my liver in delivering the pressure of a G force and understanding of yourself is what you really need pah I see my image intimidate I hear your limits disseminate development is not a Chronicle you can initiate initially you’re starting to see my initials are the mark of the beast Tripling six to get an equation so complex you’re slitting your wrist in context Lucifer is lackadaisical/ and Hades is a place where your days are filled with 24 hours of hell I compare it to a gang of emcees with no purpose telling me that my crew’s music is worthless I kill em all The underground is overhead The moral of the story is you idiots that love the radio are giving head orally to the industry it’s like you’re riding in a limousine watching mirrors but the simile is complicated concentrate on the world that’s around you and dope hip-hop will surround you These are the thoughts of a madman These are the thoughts of a genius These are the thoughts of my conscience… My crew is similar to bulls with the horns raised at a matador’s face having adoration for the Lord and of course we can purify the unholy we can amplify the sun’s rays sacrilegious gun play hideous with holes in your ozone vitamin D Multi mineral appearance altering your masquerade off and on turning lights Burning Mics talking long Wind and breeze breathing in most emcees are teething in their prenatal festering their feces like all you do is see anal calling on your godfather using cellular cellulite tell them that it’s fat when I write treating Mics like it’s Tina and I’m Ike my demeanor is a knife slicing in the rain leaving critics baffled agreeing that I’m writing in my brain these are the thoughts of my conscience…

I float upon fog Mister Sinister Dark cloud shroud as I approach So unseen I administer The long-forgotten art of a silent slaughter Got you pouring out some holy water And running to call your minister Or even better consider getting a specialist To provide an exorcism of the music Raising spirits out the rhythm Soul exodus Executioner benevolent Heart pollutioner As I disprove the truth Mind illusioner Using a ball of crystal to see the future All I saw was falling missiles Detonation of a nation And the smoking barrel of a pistol Stare into the void of the spiral Only if you dare to be destroyed by yourself suicidal Sacrifice the jugular and vitals Listening to Lucifer has got you losing focus Lionhearts now on level with the rats and roaches Crows and leeches Bats and vultures In my corner of the cage are ferocious creatures Gothic sculptures Gargoyles with appalling features Reminiscent of a darker culture From the first word I heard enough Let me clear it up Here we go so Rhymes inferior don’t do what they’re supposed to MindsOne superior and mysterioso MindsOne superior and mysterioso… Hey yo I pick up trash cans for a living giving me the masquerade of a person that would slumber on a sidewalk that allows me mobility when moving through the city I can tag a wall and even smoke a corn stock rugged roughneck suspect dominos envelopes holding embryos are the key to the future but I see all the clones in the style I compose codes to defuse mold when I choose directions an obvious legitimate inanimate contaminant is painting on a wall it’s better than the raw uncut/ pounds of purity outlines dimensional three ways these days I’m overshadowing graff artists leaving the scene wondering if they can finish what I started I doubted it gave them a chance my stance was B boy pressing it on thick the Krylon these decoys keep eyes on my tags and throw ups my characters embarrassing their every move ducking cops into every groove alleyway backyard Saturday barbecue drinking beer with the normal crew abusing all of my caps/ when I embody espionage there’s no turning back

Let’s formulate the formulation Spark a leaf Look into the sky try to understand the constellations Let’s generate the generations Armed and waiting overcoming obstacles without a form of hesitation Let’s devastate the devastation Paying homage to our forefathers while we conjure up a revelation It’s the Time Space Continuum It’s the Time Space Continuum Time Space Continuum Just go ahead and let the phone ring Now disconnect your intellect to show you know things I call reality That which revolves around mass media salaries Eating mass amounts of calories Casually killing myself Who am I? I’m one of us Another faded figure that’s been sculpted out the dust Beware of wind gusts Twenty knots plus The culture found To be oblivious to that which goes round Before it comes around I’m still a fetus and the music is my ultrasound Reflect the character Underground subterranean America In your area now Staring you down Carrying pounds of pride It’s energy that I emit and never bury inside Open eyes provide an esoteric knowledge Not a thought to how it’s applied The universe could possibly lie Like equilibrium and finally continue on Upon the time space continuum reversal Visions so beautiful they hurt you Mind numbing but I am alert to As well as highly aware Like acting passionately when I don’t care Can anybody tell me why? I dove into the sea but wound up falling in the sky I try to live but all I do is die And in my death all I did was live Giving me a new perspective on just what it is Let’s formulate the formulation Spark a leaf Look into the sky try to understand the constellations Let’s generate the generations Armed and waiting overcoming obstacles without a form of hesitation Let’s devastate the devastation Paying homage to our forefathers while we conjure up a revelation It’s the Time Space Continuum It’s the Time Space Continuum Time Space Continuum It’s like I gravitate to the moon hibernate till it’s June floating to the sky helium balloons talking interstellar walking Helen Keller round the block hearing every sound syllable bound none comparable found in my realm overwhelmed by the brain waves living in a paradox millennium acolyte rhyming to a drum beat and the static from a satellite sitting on my avenue I had to analyze the shuttle of a distant land translate our history with consistent hands mandate the wisdom I assimilate the Aliens when I run up on them Houston we have a problem but it’s not to be solved by the individual we take responsibility even if it’s minimal in the majority democracy will never learn it’s ironic how the term has significance only to the men and women finding it significant to tell a lie what’s the alibi it’s insignificant to me and you cause we the common man not in the physical but in the minerals diminishing mechanical but not machinery cause with a human being devastate into them and until my day of resurrection reoccurs I’ll be floating through the time space continuum Let’s formulate the formulation Spark a leaf Look into the sky try to understand the constellations Let’s generate the generations Armed and waiting overcoming obstacles without a form of hesitation Let’s devastate the devastation Paying homage to our forefathers while we conjure up a revelation It’s the Time Space Continuum It’s the Time Space Continuum Time Space Continuum

This is the outro in motion that moves forward on a plane of existence This is the outro in motion that handles compassion and struggle but maintains resistance this is the outro in motion for the people that understand what we’re feeling when they’re listening This is the outro in motion… This is the outro in motion… I would foremost say “Peace” to the fabric Of which I am constructed To the frame which provides it with form Flexibility is good peoples too Haven’t forgot the axis which allows me to see things From new angles To the limits of the dark void beyond me Shine on Lulling me to sleep Anything that calms me “Peace” As a statement Equilibrium to those who wish to reach it To those without heart polar extremes To the cycle that possibly ends where it starts The initial spark This is the outro in motion that moves forward on a plane of existence This is the outro in motion that handles compassion and struggle but maintains resistance this is the outro in motion for the people that understand what we’re feeling when they’re listening This is the outro in motion… This is the outro in motion… Hey yo it’s Konscience here Live and direct I want to say big peace all respect to my family and the cats I came up with in DC you know who you be excuse me you know who you are Believe I never would have made it this far without all of you now down to North Cack there’s really only a handful of that you saw past my faults/ my exterior you felt my intellect and if you were on the borderline of catching our respect you probably ain’t got it Nah you definitely ain’t got it to the cats that I lived with Who helped my broke ass out when I was feeling it To MindsOne Treason and Tronic your the reason I’m on it The sun god Rah Noums and Slim DNS for making this happen Jackson, T, Jamocs, Dollah, Reef, Planet 6, Mussgroov, The Unknown Souljahs that never cease and to my girl and the Native Sons I’ll be with you will forever but now my day is done This is the outro in motion that moves forward on a plane of existence This is the outro in motion that handles compassion and struggle but maintains resistance this is the outro in motion for the people that understand what we’re feeling when they’re listening This is the outro in motion… This is the outro in motion…