the new world is here, its a new year by now it ought to be clear, what | hold near and dear understand, at times it will appear......elusive my beats are dynamic and my rhymes are exclusive one ina mill-yon:  gun in your grill-son having fun, what a thrill-fun your value is none, but mine is a trill...yon my will is a wheel hot lead and cold steel combine to lay you out and split your spine my trigger finger, like time is devine if you look, you will find Saturn is spiritual he rules the higher self. you know,, the heavens, meanwhile your stuck in the body illumination is a hobby but to you its a vocation you worked your whole life, but never got a vacation you got robbed, so now |'m the mob kiss my ring, Im the don, corleone they found your body on the lawn your just a pawn, and its a game of chess with finesse, | posess, the whole board, nothing less oh yes, | guess | must be blessed with good fortune either that, or i got a nose for extortion I'm divorcing, your money from your pocketbook im taking advantage of everything that you overlooked... Im hooked, i can't get enough of this stuff what happens below, will happen above i love knowledge and power i thirst for wisdom, every minute of every hour and every hour, of every day, every day of every year that's how i got here, this place of understanding its demanding, all this constant handling listen intently, I'm not merely rambling i heard, that much could be learned by listening to the silence, between the words i know it as a truth but take it as a lesson ye who speaketh less during confession has many more sins than the outspoken he who appears solid, is much more broken illusion is but a token acquired by the living when you pass thru the 8 rings of saturn, its given the livin are slow, compared to the quick and the dead i can accelerate life with two to your fucking head so call it, how you see it, life's merely a coin flip get a grip, load your clip, don't slip nobody ever said, that it would be easy polish off that bottle, see if you get a genie dust off that old lamp, try for 3 wishes don't waste your whole life chasing bitches find you a queen, crooked crown no doubt foster your family, thats what this life is all about beware the wicked souls who are sent for demise their faces are not smooth, note the darkness in their eyes their lies are ties that bind them convicted, and addicted to this system whats missing? the simple nature of truth be it an eye for an eye, or a tooth for the truth