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Twenty-thousand leagues down below,\n  Minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees\n  Seize the info, gather the archaelogists\n  The aftermath needs to follow this cause it's, deep\n  Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists\n\n  A.k.a. optimus prime -- time, television is, dead\n  On this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition\n  De-leting any alias info and descriptive\n  Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision\n  Precision, beams\n  Colors, reds, fuschias, lime-greens\n\n  Black, don't you know my formulas form dope lyrics\n  Uplift spirits and yo i hear it's fatal\n  To walk the path of konfusion, where it's\n  Torture some cherish, while most human-like beings perish\n  Subjected to death\n  Their bodies don't agree with the hypnotical intellect\n  Poetical acid is burning up flesh\n  At the end of corridor do you see me sitting there\n  Johnny more grotesque\n  Literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride\n  Insight, foresight, more sight\n  The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight\n  You feel nauseous\n  Forever you will avoid my royal presence as i step into darkness\n\n  {now is the time. to stretch your brain to it's maximum}\n\n  I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox i am\n  The paradox i am, the equinox extending my hand\n  Into dimensions to unlock new doorways\n  And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways\n  And so i play with rhythms, for something more than a mere game\n  Enabling me to advance in wisdom\n  Words will exist like vampires\n  No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps i escape\n  With my sanity -- in 2010 every man will be\n  Subject to global warming, formless oval\n  Millions of locusts swarming\n  Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme\n  The intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision\n  Surrounded by a three-sided figure, containing the brain\n  The triggering mechanism from which i strike\n  Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound\n  Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground\n  The surface will seperate, dispersing harmful ashes\n  Your optics will not be able to detect\n  The deadly hypnotical gases\n  Damn it's hard to breathe! but if i got one breath left;\n  I'll suck wind from the valley of death, here i come\n  From the slums of earth to center\n  I reveal myself as a beast within a, unbreakable shell\n  Walkin through the doorways of heaven -- or is this hell?\n\n  {the time is now. right now.}\n  {this is the hour, this is the new dawn!\n  This is the new day.}\n\n  As i step into the thunderdome, with flows as the wind blows\n  Visualize thes, releasing hypnotical gases\n  Chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth\n  Round of poetical warfare; energetically i walk with the flare\n  Rampaging like a rock-like figure\n  Throughout the night's atmosphere i swear\n  My wrist holds mind-trigger darkness can't overshadow me\n  Cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you\n  After i'm bashin you, with my hammer\n  Whenceforth passed to me, by odin\n  Occasionally my pro-file is low-key gamma\n  Rays brainwashed to transforms me\n  But i still withhold my hammer, to lift me up\n  For god still is my upliftor\n  I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter\n  Night approaches so i proceed in flight\n  Back to the hall of justice as i continue to disintegrate em\n  Translating the codes in hypnotical language\n  Then a theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt\n  But i'm a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical\n  Mathematical slay slur, punch that, stun that amazes and dazes\n  And phases the stranger, with pages of the lost chapters\n  Unfound factors\n  So i stretch like reed richards across the land\n  Continue with reading your e-quilibrium\n  With concepts that confuse ya, metabolism's fallin off\n  Data consider oblivion\n  Now as i walk through the valley of death\n  Ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes\n  The atom smashes, cause i released the last hypnotical gases!\n"},{"id":28528084,"name":"Releasing Hypnotical Gases ('Midnight in a Perfect World')","trackName":"Releasing Hypnotical Gases ('Midnight in a Perfect World')","artistName":"Organized Konfusion","albumName":"Endtroducing...[The Samples]","duration":315.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"As you look from whence forth I come\nRiding the wind, thus eliminating\nCompetition from bird's eye view, I'm\nDescending in helicopters in a village raid\nFlesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade\nI'm highly intoxicating your mind\nWhen I'm operating on cell walls to membranes\nCytoplasms and protoplasms disintegrate 'em, eliminate 'em\nNow no one has 'em in battle\nI display a nuclear ray that'll destroy bone marrow in cattle\nThereby destroying the entire food supply\nThat's crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies\nIt's ironic when a demonic government utilizes bionics\nAnd a six million dollar man to capture me\nClever, however, you can never ever begin to apprehend a hologram\nWho's determined to fight solely to defend in war the land of the holy\nI threw a rock and I ran\n'Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand\nSo don't ask me who's sane\n'Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain\n\nAqua, check\nAqua, check\nAqua, check\n\nTwenty thousand leagues down below\nMinus one hundred and forty-three degrees\nSeize the info, gather the archaeologists\nThe aftermath needs to follow this 'cause it's deep\nEquivalent to the esophagus\nPrince the scientist a.k.a. 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bird's eye view, I'm\n  Descending in helicopters in a village raid\n  Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade\n  I'm highly intoxicating your mind\n  When I'm operating on cell walls to membranes\n  Cytoplasms and protoplasms disintegrate 'em, eliminate 'em\n  Now no one has 'em in battle\n  I display a nuclear ray that'll destroy bone marrow in cattle\n  Thereby destroying the entire food supply\n  That's crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies\n  It's ironic when a demonic government utilizes bionics\n  And a six million dollar man to capture me\n  Clever, however, you can never ever begin to apprehend a hologram\n  Who's determined to fight solely to defend in war the land of the holy\n  I threw a rock and I ran\n  'Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand\n  So don't ask me who's sane\n  'Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain\n\n  Aqua, check\n  Aqua, check\n  Aqua, check\n\n  Twenty thousand leagues down below\n  Minus one hundred and forty-three degrees\n  Seize the info, gather the archaeologists\n  The aftermath needs to follow this 'cause it's deep\n  Equivalent to the esophagus\n  Prince the scientist a.k.a. Optimus Prime\n  Time television is dead on this issue\n  And very much irrelevant to this intuition\n  Deleting any aliens and indescriptible mortal competition\n  With infrared light vision, precision beams\n  Colors, reds, fuchsias, lime greens\n  Black, don't you know my formulas form dope lyrics?\n  Uplift spirits, so yo, I hear it's fatal\n  To walk the path of confusion where it's torture some cherish\n  While most human-like beings perish\n  Subjected to death, their bodies don't\n  Agree with the hypnotical intellect\n  Poetical acid is burning up flesh\n  At the end of the corridor, you see me\n  Sitting to jotting more grotesque literature\n  Somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hypochlorite\n  Insight, foresight, more sight\n  The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight\n  You feel nauseous\n  Forever you will avoid my royal presence as I step into darkness\n\n  Now is the time\n  To stretch your brain to its maximum\n\n  I am one who is one with all things\n  Thus the unorthodox I am, the paradox I am\n  The equinox extending my hand\n  In two dimensions through unlocked blue doorways\n  And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways\n  And so I play with rhythms\n  It's nothing more than a mere game enabling me to advance in wisdom\n  Words will exist like vampires\n  No need for sunlight, from concentration camps I escape with my sanity\n  In 2010, every man will be subject to global warming\n  On this oval, millions of locusts swarming\n  Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme, the intelligent one\n  Utilizing the mind third vision\n  Surrounded by a three-sided figure containing the brain\n  The triggering mechanism from which I strike\n  Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound\n  Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground\n  The surface will separate, dispersing harmful ashes\n  Your optics will not be able to detect the deadly hypnotical gases\n  Damn, it's hard to breathe\n  But if I got one breath left, I'll suck wind from the valley of death\n  Here I come from the slums of Earth, the center\n  I reveal myself as a beast within a unbreakable shell\n  Walking through the doorways of heaven or if it's hell\n\n  The time is now\n  Right now\n  This is the hour, this is the new dawn\n  This is the new dawn\n\n  As I step into the thunderdome\n  With flows as the wind blows, visualize the intros\n  Releasing hypnotical gases and chemicals mixed\n  Fixed, taken into the sixth\n  Realm of poetical warfare, energetically I walk with a flare\n  Rampaging like a rock-like figure\n  Throughout the night's atmosphere, I switch\n  My wrist holds my trigger, darkness can't overshadow me\n  'Cause I have radon smashing you, then trashing you\n  After I'm bashing you with my hammer\n  Fitful, pass to me by Odin\n  Occasionally my profile is low-key gamma\n  Rays brainwashing transforms me\n  But I still withhold my hammer\n  So lift me up, regard still as my uplifter\n  I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of Kryptonite\n  Approaches so I proceed and fly back to the Hall of Justice\n  As I continue to disintegrate 'em\n  Translating the codes in hypnotical language that I'm stating\n  So I'm stepping up, fronting to be quite blunt\n  A radical creator of a poetical hypothetical mathematical\n  Slays sons, puns them, stuns and amazes\n  And dazes and phases the stages\n  For pages of the lost chapters, unfound factors\n  So I stretch like these riches across the land\n  Continue with beating your equilibrium with concepts like a fusion\n  Metabolism small enough that I can fit in a prism\n  Now as I walk through the valley of death\n  And join the battle, lashes and gases and rashes to addle stashes\n  'Cause I release the last hypnotical gases\n"}]