The Lost Scrolls of the Masonic Lodge of Elohim

[noel411]

My rhymes are tight like a virgin, precise like a surgeon,
I'm like the tribes of Judah and Solomon merging,
I write lame similies and then call them metaphors,
because I skipped school to get down for a better cause,
sellin' drugs on the street, in my belt was the heat,
now I rap about my gangsta in time with the beat,
whenever I mention the time I caught a case,
I always have a really hard look on my face,
and some fly hand gestures, a hand on my crotch,
I know that I impress the fly ladies who watch,
I'm over your head like an umbrella, the dime bag seller,
ill story teller, I can do it accapella,
yo, "you talkin' to me?" like Pacino in Goodfellas,
describe me as insightful, discerning, astute, a visionary,
I know because I just looked it up in the dictionary,
I'm visual like Pictionary, with the mind of a mason,
if challenged there's no way I could explain the relation,
but at least I sound smart, like Napoleon Bonaparte,
pronounced incorrectly for the sake of this art,
I read blogs about history, science and politics,
then drop knowledge degrees, so yo, ayo holla chicks!
I'm not actually interested in those topics,
but my third eye radiates throughout my optics,
and I like to sound smart every time when I drop it,
so I rap about masons, politicians and prophets,
always writing on ancient scrolls of papyrus,
the pen an extension of my third iris,
I'm like Euripedes with a touch of Osiris,
or the government spreading the lung cancer virus,
not pretentious at all, nor am I a follower,
your head is like pussy but a little more hollower,
knowledge of self or knowledge off the shelf,
three sixty degrees when I'm going for delf,
I'm tall like a tower, you're short like an elf,
my metaphors are like Leviticus book twelve,
the hood I come from is much rougher than yours,
my ice grill stare will have you down on all fours,
I'm slicker than toothpaste, quicker than a car chase,
"I know it was you, Fredo", like De Niro in Scarface,
an obsequious, objectified infringement has occurred,
I felt it was time to drop some big words,
experts analyse my rhymes but yo I keep on tellin' 'em,
you won't decode this shit until the next minellium.