The Whites Of Their Eyes

Album cover art for "The Whites Of Their Eyes" by Illogic

Illogic - Rap

The Whites Of Their Eyes

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Duration: 2:38

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Yo, me and Rocktight just be hurtin' cats' feelings, this is I, double-L, O, G, I, C hurtin' emcees, yo, I just wanna spit these bars, strangle cats, yo [Verse 1] I stand erect to resemble a phallic symbol Simple architecture lecture severs as lessons start to lessen Guess the moral fibers in horrible state Employ ya to take in seamstress, [?] of distinguished structure Mothers and fathers alter sons and daughters Culture circular symmetry and [?] calls to vultures Feeding time minds main course thoughts hors d'oeuvre Place more curves in path of resistance and laugh at your instincts Change course of course, resource safe altitude Before landing, I'll take a plate of Italian food A nice cup of java and a cancer stick for after it and relax a bit And meditate, don't hesitate, I'm mastery Hip-hop pussy gotta be your philosophy, after me, casualties of sound'll drown in their own apathy The vagabonds are scattering, egos to pantomime Laughter, searching for Jacob's ladder to climb Dime drop to the panhandlers who [?] scandalous, pave and pounding pacifists Cautious, grip amulet and keep walking [?] monsters mashing under the thunder clapping Wonders of lightening flashing, tridents smashing, titans clashing Sparking a chain reaction, in fashion, a panther's pouncing Symphonic harmonic logic copping to drain the fountain Astounding with every sentence written in cryptic script Lingual misfit, mischief intense when spliff's lit I got some more, yo [Verse 2] You never met a more clever metaphor mutant It's evident I ex men with heavens since [?] moving Movement straight path, crooked stance, soiled hands and grin I foil plans beforehand through pre-cognizance [?] of venomous sentencing, demented imagery Only ten days until you see the ring Lost lives to fall guys who realize they're not wise Use beehives to sweeten up the street wives I'm meetin' up Thinkin' of shrinking [?] from an angel's cup Swarms of pure form, left the wires tangled up You're dormant when performing for the circus, whipping clown cars Worthless writtens smitten with [?] tryna sound raw Locked jaw from over-biting, enlighten veterans Better get a second chair before the virus settles in [?] disintegrate, pencil lead crumbles Ink and pen evaporates, writer's block in bundles You can't seem to concentrate, with each carry, you fumble The padded walls fascinate, with each step, you stumble Perfected precise method of mastering cacophony Often we inject serum and venom in 'em audibly Send 'em to outer space, you're out of space for action Slash his faith just in case he claim radioactive Columbus massive, time is coming for demise But I won't fire until I see the whites of your eyes

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  • Illogic