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lirik lagu the glass monk – kalki

the gl-ss monk that blasts skunk
sitting on a br-ss trunk
sipping on a br-ss monkey
spitting & blasting flunkies with truths
diaphanous & lucid
translucent, cavernous in musings
basking in this music
like the ancient mastery of druids
my pages’ math is as fluid
as the dew is on blades of gr-ss
i’ve paved the path
for a chosen many
the few are in the graves of the past
with my corroded enemies
their souls are endlessly
going through the throes
of lower densities
i’m growing like immensity’s oceans
potent sensi, i’m quoting ensis
my soul is enki’s, i’m a sober sensei
& a drunken monk
golden trickster
thumping in your trunk
flowing elixirs
for the globe’s listeners
who knows what existence is
in all of its complexity
i spit this for the misfit kids
that brawl & wretchedly
sprawl out on park benches
it’s heart-wrenching
far fetched are my rhyme schemes
like stars etching sublime dreams
my mind’s demons
force letters upon me
but i’m never a p-wn see
clever as a prawn’s seed in district 9
with a mystic mind
listen to the lines i deliver
twitch & shiver
from the sheer force
my peers wrought this through me
i clearly never sought to be a ruler, truly
who, me? no way
i’m a tattered, ragged plague monk
on a cold day
stay drunken & doped up
i’ll stay funky with prose cuts
stay sunken in a dosed l-st
if you’re bumping this, so what?
what are you doing to change things?
i’m brewing this in a strange den
beauty is in fame’s lens these days
i’m tense with each prayer
pensive with each layer & density
i seek & stray in
i’m bleak at the day’s end
i stay sinning
but i stay winning
when it’s all said & done
i don’t ball with bread & buns
i’d rather eat quinoa & wild rice
my style’s nice & you know it
you can blabber & show off
with piles of vices, i’m on the island of isis
you’re so soft, you’re miles from what priceless is
i don’t like these kids that smile & fight for bids
i’m not a righteous wiz
i’m a lycan in the midst
of a viking ship
if i strike & hit you
you might just shift to
a different mental
i exist in temples
lift to the center
of a distant realm
i cast mystic spells
as you drift in h-lls
& forgotten regions
i’m plotting speeches
that brought you teachings
lofty & speechless
you ought to seek this
what i wrought
isn’t begotten from bleakness
i cough & meekness exhales
my best tales
leaves you bested & frail
lested from spells & demons
i’m an elven teacher
delve into this beacon
meld into the evening
as dawn brings you to be born again
i sing this song for jinns
so their wrongs & sins
are absolved into the abzu
my tracks are always factual
evolving like fractals

- kalki

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