/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: KaelDInvoker https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-KaelDInvoker-48x48.jpg?cb=1523603808 I've been digging in the crates ever since I was living in space Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits I mastered numerology, big band theology, performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic so I can start blessing it Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist Many men have tried to shake us But I twist mic chords to double helixes to show them what I'm made of I buckle knees like leg braces cast a spell of instrumental-ness on all of you emcees who hate us So you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on From now to infinite, let icon be bygones I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this I tried threats,