Soldier
It’s a cynic
Make a critic look incredible
Write up such uncredible bonkers, he ditched the metronome
Pressure with busted veterinarian wearing a stethoscope
He sensed the hole was closing up
Chose to run, born to run
Possibly the boss to give his horn a touch and send a torrent rush through saxophone
The natural born [?] know a blacksmith back in college
Studied Kant’s dichotomy
My philosophy, lots of money on top of me
Now who’s stopping me?
Cool feels through and through the Ruby Yacht
We skip upon a sea of flocks and formed from bodies that we’re swallowing
Elder one got a cloak, odd tone in deathly hallows
No one nearly had less ghosts
I’m betting Nick is following this closely

[?] style known a dial tone and leave a robber froze
And Gomer Pyle wild flows
I pile those in five folders
Coded Miles knows this soldier wrote the Bible once I learned to shut my pie-hole
It’s as though something divine was bestowed upon my spinal
Vinyl rips in dojos
Soulfolk’s holy mountain silo
Feline [?] wind the table
Find I’m rhyming fine in spite of you
Slide my mind inside of you ’til you lie how I like you to
You’ll find the truth
Offsite [?], I’m inviting you
Did I mention I’m quite immune to Ivy school slime?
Why lie to you?
Check the polygraph, another polymath and polyglot
[?]
Watch me pop a pompous mollycoddle monolith with honestness
My mascot was a rocket ship
Olamina’s back
Profit prophets and propagate proper consciousness
I’ll tap into the black and then I take a nap again
I’ve been volcanic ash and [?], channelling all that’s happening
Masters in sea plus other acronyms
Dynamic packaging immaculately [?]-drenched
Penchant for the sacrilegious [?] of atlas at the asteroid
Jazz infused spaz jib-jabber hermaphrodactyloid, who wants to stop his hands from typing raps but can’t, battle droid
Happy frattling, babble [?] babble boy
Snap a hippocampus [?] with just a dash of Freud
(kshhh) Offsite, that’s the boy