Mathemagical Matrix (Remix)

[Intro: Sample]
I know you're out there
I can feel you now
I know that you're afraid
You're afraid of us, you're afraid of change

[Verse 1: Presto]
Post-apocalyptic science fiction
Description of the rocket ships written
From the Mayan wisdom led to Zionism
My religion is rhyme-ism
Meteorites collidin’ causin' a solar nebula collision dividing…
The mathemagical matrix reloaded…
Pulsars and supernova explosions commence when I be flowin'
Every paragraph is an active galactic nucleic reactive massive subatomic molecular chemical reaction
From the asteroids clashing’ loud enough to cause immunological synapses collapsing ya' whole telencephalon
I tell 'em about 'em cause I'm A reptilian bounty hunter
With over ten million weapons killin’ hundreds and thousands
Of Nephilims from the top the biggest mountain overlooking the Swiss Alps
Reloading clips pullin’ grenade pins with my frozen lips and then dip out…
Into a starship with salamander lookin’ cyborg with the eyes an eagle and the fangs of a viper
The most organized Orgonite sniper
Riding on a pale horse on the battlefields of Megiddo with flight thrust
And hundreds of black knights strapped with white swords behinds us
Holding high a decapitated head of Goliath
As I drink the blood and eat the brains spit it back out
Then make you try it
The hottest thing since cryogenics
My lyricism is beyond the theoretical influence of cybernetics
Nobel prizes for rhymes accredited by the alliance
Of neuroscience and modern-day biochemists
The signs of the times was designed to keep your mind guessing
Every neuroceptor in my brain is aligned with the heavens
This isn't fantasy rap these are the facts
Unveiling the fallacy that the Vatican has been holding back
Fuck the world I’m here to put Atlantis on the map
And resurrect the planet from the stagnant state of panic
Where it's at

[Bridge: Sample]
I don't know the future
I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end
I came here
To tell you how it's going to begin

[Verse 2: Sick Since]
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[Verse 3: El Bandito]
When it comes to the art of rhyming, my bars the timers
Mass producing saliva inside of my jaw compiling
Not tired, my spit don't expire, I roast liars
And flow fire, the guy that'll choke you with a fiber wire
Bust you with the fo' fiver, my rhyme-ism boast proudly
Absorb knowledge when I'm constantly high like Towelie
Science fiction writers despise me
To the point they wanna fight me
Cuz my research made nothing impossible, it combined me
The frequency of flying was based off my design
Divine powers ascends to the heavens where I reside
But I am still malicious creating the sickest writtens
Most efficient in precision, my status above sublime
I'm alive forever using my fingertips to spark clips
Caught you off-guard, devoured by insane monsters
Fuck a rap god, I survived triple stage darkness
Now I'm killing reptilians
Syllables spitting to throw you plain off it
The instrumental, killing ya mental, capability seizing
My abilities reaching ya brain hemisphere to teach it
And upgrade the speech and phonetic articulation
I'm the key to evolution and modern homo-sapien
This ain't mind-control, this is called enlightenment
When I spit a straight line like the planets alignment
Diving into the system, matrix reloaded in the streets
The chemical reaction when I mix the vocals with the beat