<Aggression>
I blow slow smoke rings as I ponder,
Higher grossing, supposing you let my mind wander
Peace is acceptable, but we'll never attain it,
At least the perception will forever explain it
Aggression is rooted, it's encoded in genes,
My impression is who did these chauvinist things
Your Holiness brings, No Pope but it seems
That one man could put some plan in Iran's schemes
<Arithmetic>
Two plus Four... Six...
Hexagon is the shape of a beehive-
We tried pryin' but now we're just tryin'...
We died...
Serves us right, this nervous right-
Cheous, Might this be the Light Dynasty?
Your highness, We...
Sit at Nine Minus Three...
I'm sick but I'm lackin' the serum
Plug Six in the Pythagorean Theorem...
I reallign the intertwined angles, it's Three-Sixty Degrees..
Within me resides divine angels, And I wish she believed...
I'll use four styles in one rhyme, See me Switchin It?
Fuck drugs, I'd rather spit about Arithmetic...
What is certain Truth?
Are you dreaming?
Am I a perfectly drawn circle screaming?
Do you Exist?
I think, Therefore I am? Don't Start...
Two Plus Two is Four. Refute that, Descartes.
<<EnGiVaLe>>
(If you don't know, Descartes is pronounced Day-Cart. Not trying to insult anyone's intelligence who is familiar with the philosopher, I just know a lot of people won't know who Descartes is.)
<<LiNkS>>
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