He waits for the one who dares to separate himself
To leave the noise, the rituals, the petty arguments
And endless cycles of validation
Because when a man walks alone
He has nothing left but the real
There is no mask to wear
No applause to chase
No doctrine to hide behind
There is only the
Always big up my people like Mario Van
Y'all standoffish and uncomfortable
You scaring your fans
These snake niggas scheming on you
Why you sharing your plans?
We be those, humble niggas with an arrogant plan
Remember when we was at Pontiac?
Yo Yo that's an actual fact
Days racked and almanacs unpacked
I'm thinking back
But never staying there to be jacked
As for Pontiac, I feel you niggas all cap
Losing on the map
Got Kumbucha on tap like Gregory Hines
Sensitive mind, my rap's been ahead of my time
My culture's been synthesized
Put through clinical trials
Missiles fly, the poor starve while the criminals dine
That's written beyond, inventing a bomb, the tick of alarm
Still got you niggas moving at a robot race
Slow our pace, dough I make, but never glamor on
Arm and hammer strong clean dope I slung
And the outcome is doom
Monsoon
Coming
Soon
It's a mix of South Park and Boondocks
Move like that white boy in Dune
These stay tuned for the boombox
Inside the Gulags for twenty seven moons
Never Kombaya with these coon bots
Who inhale fumes from meth rocks
When I shoot it's a headshot
Welcome to our TED talk with Ghost in a Shell
Come if you dare the listening party is hosted in hell
Running through bone cells, the ground swells this anvil
Heavy weighting scale, I used to walk down people
Lethal stepping, you seen boat
Knew I was illegal and burning diesel
In a circle that required a needle
That's how I roll bucko, solo, Hashimoto
Zoning out the stereo lab with Quasimodo
To grow so high, my wisdom married to knowledge
And that created the world we call Alan Wattage
It is to move without the approval of others
Without the warm blanket of conformity
It is to look upon your own shadow and not turn away
You begin to see that solitude is not a void, but a mirror
And in it, the face of the infinite peers back at you
Not judging, not correcting, only observing
Only observing
Compared to me
Feel like the world is experiencing some latency
I came to smash in the present, fuck "the way and see"
Smack em blatantly, no longer chasing
Wandering places, war mongers is contemplating
I blast stronger lazers
Non-negotiables is not negotiated
Letting go of all attachments and emotions faded
What's my motivation? That ain't for y'all to know
Welcome to our theater, nigga, enjoy the show
Now wait, within the valley club, we on the tally love
Carry above the old niggas standing on the curb
Observe, the absurd how to stay preserved
Serve with the word that'll make you move your facial nerve
And lines and curves, even if you're trying to stay reserved
React, confirm, it occurs when the sound is heard
Hear what I learn, transform, infinite emerge
Bob Ross painting mountain rivers, stream trees, and birds
Preambles to phoenix rising after worlds turn to shambles
Double introverted angles
Made us more determined vandals
External not eternal, so money's not a deterrent
When you deal with infinite, time's no longer a burden
And this honesty is what draws the eye of the divine
For in a world full of masks
The bare face is sacred
In a world full of noise, silence is a sign
And in a world full of crowds
The man who walks alone is not lost. He is chosen
He walks into forests without trails
He swims in waters without shores
He speaks with a voice that echoes not in ears
But in hearts. His strength is not in domination
But in surrender