Sixty six yard ages ago it was a leap
Then time traveling caused a quantum leap,
Mystic behaviors occasioned from the bleep,
Smoking of gas powder 'GP'
Compulsive on my Ps
On Easter eggs debut
A tale apparently about rock stars
In the 1920 ages
Then on a mosh carnage
Bodies felling into the abyss.
That trauma still is vivid
Kristu's offensive matter
At hand with 1920 ages
Like Brady 66 ages off
Prospect an offensive body,
Coming in sonic speed
Like a radiant projectile!
Am swifter than your reflexes.
Rare big foot eighteen feet,
Calcium flipped tooth to gilded teeth,
Raman got 24 Karats sluggish.
Talked to Fivio on bout Hawk's eye
Orange York's done creepy Pi,
Three centuries ago I was clandestine,
Constantine balling drilling sine
Look now at my ceiling's apex sigil sign.
'Bih am a Mage not a wizard'
Heart bleeding feeling like Raman,
Wings spread on my stallion
Ain't capping this ain't argumented reality
Green tees take size of pleasure
White simulation on my nether.
Cause we on repeat
'Drilling tree-hunnid-digris',
Constantine spinning and drilling sine
Look at my ceiling's apex sigil sign.
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