Book Number 7 Intro

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 This is an exorcism
 The electro skeleton
 X-strap the back
 With his next flow
 Listen
 Electro vision
 That rest of molecular texture
 In this irregular
 Secular mechanism
 You diagnosed with doses of uncontrollable scoliosis
 Plus liver cirrhosis
 Witness the original
 Lyrical everlasting
 Individual spiritual
 Metaphysical mastering
 Blasting your zone
 Will the wrath ever know?
 The path of science and math
 Craft in stone
 My deepest exegesis
 Drafted alone
 The devilish staff was born
 And grafted a clone
 I elevate with ________ that are sacred
 Create biological elements that I mate with
 The Evangelical adamant
 Radical
 Murder capital Admiral
 Who rappers stagger and battle
 I am the sorcerer
 Broke through the corridor
 The 220 century
 Galaxy orbiter
 Straight from the infinite thought
 Who ____ taught him
 How to combine to Summer
 Spring, Winter and Autumn
 My staff is steady as acid
 When I cast it
 1 to 150
 The demographic
 No match
 No matter
 Where you look for the Heaven
 The coalition
 Book number seven
 I am
 The author of book number seven
 You unleashed the power of book number seven
 There is no escape from book number seven
 You're not outside
 You're actually inside of book number seven
 I throw hundreds of sun lit punches in abundance
 You in a dungeon that dwells
 Within the infinite circumference of my conscience
 I send and receive intergalactic faxes
 At night my body relaxes
 Raises like taxes
 And levitates over the mattress
 I transform into a sandstorm
 Might take the form of a newborn
 With a baby's body
 And a 35 year old man's arm
 There'll be no more sympathy sent to you
 I make an entity into you
 As I mentally circumvent your peninsula
 The intensely temperamental mic emperor
 Who increases the temperature
 And makes sure
 You receive every ninja strike meant for you
 Opposition
 You don't hear a word from them
 K-Rino's the one
 Who picks up the hitchhiking murderer
 And then murders him
 I stand on posters like coasters
 They've been after me before my birth
 My ultra-sound picture
 Was on a most-wanted poster
 Metallic plate
 Strapped to my shoulders
 Vultures fly out of my folder
 After I bust and reiterate
 Every flow that I told you
 No more CD's
 Technology has finally evolved
 Albums in pill form
 You swallow them
 And let them dissolve
 Then you feel mushroom euphoria in your brain
 When I storm it
 You not only hear me recite the songs
 You see me performing
 You thought you had writer's block
 Your brain was starting to swell up
 But that was me killing your ideas
 Before they developed
 I'm bruising you
 Cause I'm half super nuclear
 You can fit your skill in mine
 The same amount of times
 Pluto can fit in Jupiter
 I load revenge into a syringe
 Opponent's then cringe
 At the needle penetrates
 Within your contact lense
 Laid with excruciating pain
 To use my style
 Like a 120 consecutive root canals
 Meanwhile
 My horrors cancel your tomorrows
 I speak words that the authors
 Of the dictionary
 And the Thesaurus borrows
 Blast my gun
 With the Wrath of Khan
 The Jurassic mastodon
 That easily won the scholastic triathlon