The Dream TapesKXNG Crooked

I'm a giant born from angels who slept with daughters of men
I'm the alpha and omega my story start at the end
The sun darkened my skin
I bartered with desert martyrs
You want royal writing just give this king author the pen
I draw like a art professor
I'm smart as a Harvard lecture
Let your heart connect you to the art
I betcha
The architect could give all you artists a lesson on bars
I won't charge you extra
'Cause I construct it simple to be a cultural symbol
I'm from a different civilization with different information
My wisdom isn't mason
It's ancient
This is a dissertation on spiritual visitation
From biblical angels that help me face difficult situations
In my dreams I see holy men
Three Ethiopian theologians
Told me they can make my soul whole again
Honestly I didn't wanna go with them
Feeling like Odysseus in the Odyssey
Never thought i'd see home again
Just then I WOKE UP
Physically and mentally
Knew i'd never be the same lyrically in this industry
Thoughts of my reincarnation intercept my mind
It's like waking up in a buried tomb
Imhotep design
Just to walk amongst the living again
Spittin' shit they'll never comprehend
We making intellects resign nah
Ya'll can't rap like me
You're too popular
I'm too real
You might lose your shoe deal
Your vision's too ocular
I'm looking through the third eye
Writing all of the banned books in the Bible
Call em the Tu-Pac-raphers (topographers)
Whose stopping us?
Not the Council of Nicaea
Constantine better bounce
When I pounce on his ideas (idious)
Anybody come for beef take a seat
But that seat could be where you sleep
Remember them pull-out couches from Ikea?
Can't believe these labels is signing all of these slouches
Take your own fucking foot out mouth
'Cause I hear mumbling
I'm fumbling through the pages of a religious book
Only getting better than the second hand i'm ahead of
When the letters cut in soul like leather
That's a prestigious look
Verbal garments draped on the shoulders of compositions
Like models in top positions
So competition is gettin' shook
All them cowards die a thousand times on my spear
Got the chakra Of Shaka Zulu
And the calmness of the Dalai Lama Guru
So I could just sock it to you
The Son of God brought to the projects rocking an ankh
Like the clerical collar of the holy father Bishop Tutu
I ink the poetry in red blood
I write it for dead thugs
Recite it on prayer rugs
Bended knee
I look at ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics
I stare at the picture of Pharaoh's like a mirror
Because it's really me
Pour the elixir right inside the chalice
My mind is a castle
So even in a county jail I was inside a palace
Invisible reality
Space and time matter energy
Through metaphysics i'm tryna find a balance
I'm trying to find a challenger
Gotta look outside of the
Box of so called lyrical writers
Ya'll just don't inspire my higher talents
What you create is dated
You should go to try and find a CALENDAR
I feel like I'm rapping with some amateurs
I'm hard with the bars
But if lyricism isn't in your cards disregard
My conversation shift the constellation
God knew I was serious
So he put me in charge of the stars