Master Thesis

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[00:10.02] This is the Master Thesis underneath the deepness,
[00:13.02] Come to MicClub.net where you can read this,
[00:15.02] Run a plot on the map in hyperspatia
[00:18.01] From the Society for Scientific Exploration,
[00:20.19] Color is vibration, vibration is sound,
[00:23.16] Sound resonates through the mouth, check it out,
[00:25.16] What I say vibrates no less than nine ways,
[00:27.14] South, South-East, West, South-West,
[00:29.11] East, North, North-East, North-West,
[00:31.17] And the black and white images fade into gray sound waves,
[00:35.21] Trap my adversaries like a mouse in a maze,
[00:37.22] With a bewildering array of lyrical display,
[00:40.24] The best of Bis, orbitally rearranged,
[00:42.24] Monoatomic elements with an adept intelligence,
[00:45.21] The highest professorship, my English etiquette,
[00:47.25] Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it, bitch,
[00:49.28] My circularized third eye sees all,
[00:52.23] Atlantis was surrounded by four sea walls,
[00:54.26] I read one fourth of the Library of Alexandria,
[00:58.35] Before it was burned to the floor,
[00:59.39] I wish I could have learned more,
[01:01.32] About the shapes of the Sacred Geometry they used to draw,
[01:04.36] They were new millennium, but Euclidean in form,
[01:07.37] Ancient in many ways but not nearly as old,
[01:09.35] Carved from Egyptian gold, moulded in Assyria,
[01:12.36] With processed beryllium by the quintillion,
[01:14.30] They cooked on symmetrical stoves,
[01:16.47] With my logo etched above the hole where they inserted the coal,
[01:19.33] And they barbecued birds to the bone,
[01:21.40] And they burned incense in a Buckminster Fuller type dome,
[01:23.47] I talked to Mr Fuller over the phone,
[01:26.95] And he said he had a contract to rebuild Rome,
[01:28.92] He said he didn't want to do it alone,
[01:30.90] I told him I was busy writing poems but I'd think about going,
[01:33.95] The process was slow and the doe was low,
[01:36.01] But I took it as the perfect opportunity to grow,
[01:39.07] Plus I had never traveled that far from home,
[01:41.01] But I had heard about the beauty of Cydonian snow,
[01:44.06] Neon green grass, statues made from translucent glass,
[01:48.08] I'd be crazy to pass,
[01:49.09] I like Algerian Jazz, The Blue Twilight Band
[01:52.07] that plays tunes from a laser black sax,
[01:54.00] It sounds so laid back, it helps me relax,
[01:57.13] I bought the album after seeing K-PAX,
[01:59.01] Oh, how I miss my nautilus,
[02:01.01] I was told pharyngoamygdalitis did not exist,
[02:04.18] You have a minor case of scaphocephalous,
[02:06.10] I'll prescribe some neo-gothic antibiotics,
[02:09.15] Words concocted from the lyrical locksmith,
[02:11.15] Deadly as ten droplets of Ricin Toxin,
[02:14.15] From every angle the competition gets boxed in,
[02:17.05] As Dr. C indoctrinates his doctrine,
[02:19.19] Translated the English alphabet to the omega text,
[02:22.13] Life is now but death is next,
[02:24.12] Post bond out on bail from the belly of Hell,
[02:26.14] Communicate through diatonic and pentatonic scale,
[02:29.19] These darkside tales might effect sales,
[02:31.13] I set sail and hunt down erect sperm whales,
[02:33.11] Used an aphrodisiac to get a female,
[02:36.22] called Ginger, tie her up and drink her gingerale,
[02:39.23] Grand Marmier for me, Scotch on the rocks for you,
[02:41.28] Your vocab is smaller than a cockatoo's,
[02:43.27] In the studio with James Lipton reminiscing,
[02:46.25] About the script that was written before the beginning,
[02:48.29] All of a sudden the boos turn to applause,
[02:51.23] My jaw is stronger than a caninde macaw's,
[02:53.37] Can't even count the bars I've expended so far,
[02:55.36] Don't want to rap no more, it's been so long,
[02:58.35] I wish the clock would hurry up and tick,
[03:00.33] I'm out in the bush and the sticks humping a hundred klicks,
[03:03.35] Dr. Scholls gave me a good fit,
[03:05.34] Me and him went to school together back in '86,
[03:08.30] When I was really ill, putting Planck energy
[03:10.36] in a rhyme the size of a Tylenol pill,
[03:13.37] You want to laugh now? And cast your belligerent doubt,
[03:16.31] I'll show you what poetry is really about,
[03:18.38] The side effects will make you pass out,
[03:19.45] Followed by skin rash, itching, diarrhea, nausea, and dry mouth,
[03:22.41] You want a time out? You better spit a rhyme out,
[03:25.43] Before the community of real emcees die out,
[03:28.41] College students say to me, "You ain't smart!"
[03:30.57] Record label A&R's say, "This ain't art!"
[03:32.59] These are the contents of the Covenant of the Ark,
[03:34.59] Listen to my chest beat, tell me this ain't heart,
[03:37.59] You've got to be as obsequious as the disciples of Jesus,
[03:41.52] This is my Master Thesis.
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