Funkadelic Specimens

Taking a breather
Jelly, jelly, jelly
What, jelly
Who are you, who are you talking to
What are you talking about man
Jelly, jelly, uh
Yo, okay, yo yo yo yo yo yo
Are you ready
I reckon I be the enforcer, sorcerer MC
Ready to exploit my repertoire easily
Vibes uplift, ascend, and describe
Shaman premonition, vocal cords never hide
From enlightenment, vent with this sword of decadence
It's been a decade since I played the innocents
Using all six senses, a reborn infidel
Unraveling defenses as well
All this energy emerging
To be my mettle and mirage
Vocab hotter than hot sauce
Cross paths, you're lost
Don't let the hogwash defrost
Breathe this flatulence
I'm a lab experiment, accident, pacifist
Fist of fury hurry and get a glimpse
Of the five finger death punch
From this split image Nick Fury
I'm between the buried
Along with good old Mary
Yo, yo
Ignite the mic like it got hit by lightning
Too much of my life now, just don't excite me
Like cyclops, my brain sparks when I start writing
Superheroes, super villain both still inside me
Often I get lost in thoughts, but I never stop
I watch em as I toss them like pizza, oh, it's nice to eat ya
Yeah, just a bunch of randomness, damn, this dish is deep
The sauce, the cheese hides what's underneath
We be just another vocal local between the beats
Drinking a Caprisun right until I be done
It's all natural, factual, back to back
Your vote is what I ponder, did my soul get lost over yonder
The piece of sheet is half empty
It's tempting me
To vent these demons
Weaving between dreams, man
Spill the vocab like it's all I have
Still flowin' rappin' the mics I grab