Prof. Entropy from The Matter by Dopamine Rush, Premethius

Disguised at the point where precision lies,
Ties severed at the Bridge Of Sighs.
And mines never in the line of fire,
Signs foreshadowed what i acquired.
Off different vibes.
A kick to send this off the hinges,
Broken back together, syllabic ,
A wreck will mend this.
Can’t calc exact line of degree,
Not right, not quite the L but Near 93.
Carry weight, a Canterbury Tales sonnet,
Turtle outrun the rabbit while the shell is on it.
Dig this, go ‘head and put the shovel on it,
We str8 huh? I wouldn’t put the level on it.
Points…
Get down or start plankin’, y’all thinking’s late,
Rhyme float heavy fresh off the ankle weight.
Tank full of dry paint for the town,
Black for the entropy, Taupe for the crowd.
4 sets of 4, all the hopefuls allowed,
Clap for The Prestige, clone biters can drown.
Wow….

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