I Am Legion, Strange U - Dust Descends lyrics

Sumo, flow's bone shattering
Slow dab the pen
Homes, back again, unravelling Cluedo
Pseudo-psycho PI clocks travelling cloak
And dagger men bag the prints
Captured under black light - halogen
Snag the swag bag, back to the lab
The hideout back in a flash
Counting the cash stack in the lighthouse
Good or bad, two sides of the same coin
Same loin
Brother from another mother, veins joined
Plain toying with wordplay
Words spray off the diaphragm
Feynman diagrams erased trace of
A higher plan
He enquired "Dang" Thug on his case, ran
Caught
Scuffle ensued, gun in his face, click
Fired jammed i guess the Messiah scams
Jesting at us miniscule fucks
Measuring time in sand rhyming slang
The camera pans back the gameboard
Bishop F8 takes Queen B4, day falls

This ain't no follow the North Star
Night light calligraphy
Scene set, more like Predator versus Predator
Find myself invisible
Play your tendons like an old oud
Fellow to no realm walk with
No foot to speak of some said he was here
Cold carvings on an old stone
Most were oblivious 'til his whispers
Chilled their sold bones
No sight to behold, no effigy
No spared thought soul born of ash
The globe silenced as he strolled home
One touch, monotone were the screams
Legion of the spirit brought
Forth with through dreams monitored
He travelled through shadows
The black string puppeteer
Left with no trace, reverse big bang
We touch cloth
I revel, suspend tension, not animation
Pause, replace thoughts of sanctity
With pure rage
Distilled peace in it's purest form injected
My veins writhe callously
Somewhat vacant like your new face

Diablo, emerging from devilish
Black piano note
Deadliest black hand on your throat
A black antelope
Black animal flow, pow, a black calico
As black as your soul
Black hand trapped in snow
Frost bitten, lost kitten, a boss Hominian
A god swimming in sin
Living within an villains skin
The man is dead
But walks the earth like his manners fled
His plan's to wreck
Span the globe like Rihanna's head
Sky diving, riding a Bison
Try fly in time with
The high rising Leviathan
The truth is out there
But wich guy will you buy from
The livest firebomb, Time Warner or Viacom
Be silent, calm, it's salvation of firearm
Make noise so the people know the
Real hype of the tribal drum
The time has come
It's ride or die time for some
Hide your guns, tonight we vibe as one