This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Yo, In a hundred years from now everyone who's living on this planet will be dead
So it's inconsequential really all this shit that you talk, all the bullshit that you stand for
It's more important what you-you're ready to build
What you're ready to pass down to your children
What you're ready to create
Better fuckin' remember that, when you challenge a motherfucker like me
'Member I'm the dominant species
I'm stuck inside the future
And life is chaotic
The government is psychotically racist and robotic
The matrix of entrapment is socio-economic
Neurotic conspiracy theory becomes reality
Life is war and every day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity between extreme intelligence and split personalities
But I elevate to the point of reversing gravity
Revolutionary conceptuality spitting out of me
Even the dead people in my family tell me they're proud of me
Stupidity is not allowed by me
Cause I don't got time to play
I'm the black hole lyricist that will take your shine away
Darkness at any time of day
I'm the Technique and you're nobody so what you try to say?
Stellar density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 billion tons per square inch confinement
yo, yo, yo
I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
yo, yo
Lyrically I'm infinite like possibilities
But you don't have the capability like infertility
Cause opening your mouth to question my validity
Is like trying to contradict the theory of relativity
What I spit is the epitome of heavy artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me like the bitch in Misery
But break out like fathers running from responsibility
Everytime I step and abuse the mike with versatility
I balance humility with brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
And I don't care about your lake, or your luxury car
I shed light with more magnitude than all the stars
My brain (?) is tarpit thick
So don't ever talk shit
And remember something nigga while you rave and rant
A roach can live for nine days without it's head but you can't
yo, yo, yo
I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
yo, yo
I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal visits
Some niggas are too stupid to understand it like astrophysics
Technique is exquisite I'll make your thoughts a victory
Get pessimistic with the quickness
If you think that I will just become another statistic
With anything but success when I bless the mike
Cause I spit this specificically prolific with Kaposi's sarcoma like sickness
My style is like a ten-year-old kid with a slit wrist
Too much reality for the fuckin' hit list
I got a black panther mentality with a spic fist
So you could get dissed
Even if you're locally gold, vocally bold and globally multi-platinum sold
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined and ready to kill
Like spirits in the same room with you I'm givin you chills
I drop knowledge while these motherfuckers clumsily spill
And I drop it so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
So it's inconsequential really all this shit that you talk, all the bullshit that you stand for
It's more important what you-you're ready to build
What you're ready to pass down to your children
What you're ready to create
Better fuckin' remember that, when you challenge a motherfucker like me
'Member I'm the dominant species
I'm stuck inside the future
And life is chaotic
The government is psychotically racist and robotic
The matrix of entrapment is socio-economic
Neurotic conspiracy theory becomes reality
Life is war and every day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity between extreme intelligence and split personalities
But I elevate to the point of reversing gravity
Revolutionary conceptuality spitting out of me
Even the dead people in my family tell me they're proud of me
Stupidity is not allowed by me
Cause I don't got time to play
I'm the black hole lyricist that will take your shine away
Darkness at any time of day
I'm the Technique and you're nobody so what you try to say?
Stellar density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 billion tons per square inch confinement
yo, yo, yo
I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
yo, yo
Lyrically I'm infinite like possibilities
But you don't have the capability like infertility
Cause opening your mouth to question my validity
Is like trying to contradict the theory of relativity
What I spit is the epitome of heavy artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me like the bitch in Misery
But break out like fathers running from responsibility
Everytime I step and abuse the mike with versatility
I balance humility with brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
And I don't care about your lake, or your luxury car
I shed light with more magnitude than all the stars
My brain (?) is tarpit thick
So don't ever talk shit
And remember something nigga while you rave and rant
A roach can live for nine days without it's head but you can't
yo, yo, yo
I drop knowledge so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
yo, yo
I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal visits
Some niggas are too stupid to understand it like astrophysics
Technique is exquisite I'll make your thoughts a victory
Get pessimistic with the quickness
If you think that I will just become another statistic
With anything but success when I bless the mike
Cause I spit this specificically prolific with Kaposi's sarcoma like sickness
My style is like a ten-year-old kid with a slit wrist
Too much reality for the fuckin' hit list
I got a black panther mentality with a spic fist
So you could get dissed
Even if you're locally gold, vocally bold and globally multi-platinum sold
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined and ready to kill
Like spirits in the same room with you I'm givin you chills
I drop knowledge while these motherfuckers clumsily spill
And I drop it so heavy it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet
Lyrics submitted by lostsince1985
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