I ain’t mad at cha… but I AM disappointed in your behavior

Tupac’s hologram is more solid than y’all problematic haters!

Hip Hop gained the world, but it lost its ghetto soul, it’s like Devils broke into Heaven pretending selfishness is accepted so, they embezzle theft of our central four-elemental precious gold, nyet! yuh hear me? mi seh: NYET! My clever quotes are Death exposed to the lesser men who ain’t protect they neck so they get to choke on their own severed throat! I’m a legend so extra fresh and so clean, clean, excreting jems from my netherhole, I’ll forget more Hip Hop special events and treacherous quotes than 85%’ers gon’ ever know,



Mindbender Supreme AKA The Solid Gold Truth In Conscious Form, the worst phenomenon to emerge and walk the earth, handle and watch your tone, hearts explode to start the show and make girls berzerk, thirty flirty virgins lost control, while my words urge the first impossible rhythms to start a hypnotic religion since Sister Rosetta Tharpe gave birth to rock and roll, maybe today’s obnoxious clones were not brought up in a proper home, now they crawl alone or mob with torch as their self-destruction practices constant growth, new jack, where ya crew at? is THAT them? too bad! on ya sloppy posse cut, I’d lose track of which one of you more confusing abused rap, music and fact, cause your tongues lie in a mouthful of fraudulence, I’ll never respect your devil reject expressions with negative effects upon the audience, I gives no fucks if the sucka is platinum, their successful illusion is just expensive trash, nothing but heartless shark ninjas swimming in shallow thoughts with a fool’s goldfish-sized attention span, seventh adolescent brat, fuck y’all I’m doing all the best dirt with a nurse on her worst behavior, cause muhfuckas never loved us, even if I were your neighbor, ain’t gonna be yo’ slave, freedom made me, so maybe I’ll be your master, teacher or searching savior



I observed The Game, straight curved Canadian verbal invertebrates that could murder stages, serving papers and burning tires on liar perpetrators til I’m finally world league famous, but majors turned away certain great work, brain circuit breakers shamed like perfect strangers, but I’m creeping on a come up like some endangered species, we dreamed and created change until the States became filled with Drake impersonators, but that’s just the surface layer, Mindbender the Dragon Flame trapped in a Jade cavern and still the most urgent danger invented since James Cameron sent a god damn Schwarzenegger Skynet Terminator! I Love the Future from back in the day, the 80’s and 90’s DJ’s and rappers gave me the highest standard of rhyming passion, fuck y’all lazy grimy halfwits, wack kids ain’t Kriss Kross but y’all make shit songs cause your tiny minds are backwards, jokers and frauds have lowered the bar of normal and smart in our supposedly-Socialist art, it’s soooo far below us, it’s used as the new pipe for toilets, when you flow, I’m nauseous, Oy vay! noize! they so gross and bizarre, Hip Hop could totally be exploring Anti-Pop Consortium meets Rococo Baroque, except it’s totally not, so I’m a dark Napoleon overthrowing Queen Antoinette like plebs eat maggot bread or let them eat cock, I’m the icing on the pound cake and whipped cream pie flying in your devout face, are you aware a clown can never wear a crown? dishonorable disgraced RuPaul made Asian soldier dismissed about face, Homey Don’t Play Dat like beating weakling is my evil fetish, I’ll use a sock filled with rocks as a lethal weapon, pterodactyl claws tear a rapper’s jaws, squadron bombing seek and destroy all modern neanderthals, remember to dead any irrelevant suggestion I’m stuck in the past, or: get a psychokinetic invention shoved up your … what if I was gonna say: under ya dunce cap trap door? Haw Haw! Surprise birthday, but you get nothing you asked for, missiles split atoms of massive hypocrites like trippin on acid and absinthe with Mr. Myxlzplyk, sting the crimson-dipped fingertips of a conspicuous revisionist historian, because he greatest story ever to never get printed is Mindbender’s, the Heaven trenches flesh embedded journalist curiously interested in 66 inches thick thinking dipped liquid kingdom trips in triplicates, yin/yang infinite wickedness, like I love to motherfuck you simpletons with a sharp edge, while I lie back and son you from the penthouse of my Oedipus Complex, raasclaat Jamaican Ph ‘ D mailman UPS: who wan’ test? what’s the result? NOT POSITIVE. dishonest kids talking shit like ‘Is Lonzo Ball gonzo on Molly?’ but y’all really not so slick, sometimes the proper thing is just to let y’all rot in a Communist brig, what wrong part of the game is this? where rookie pawns peon the name of kings that made the things on which today’s culture jumps off, cha! no broughtupsy, my zone don’t condone y’all fuckory, you’re so lucky my War Dogs aren’t hungry or starving to start something ugly, we’re vegetarians, but still sell the heads of barbarians like Conan, conduct the rest of your fucking life like you can never forget to know that.

The masses eat shame and madness on a catastrophe daily habit

Man’s his own most dangerous assassin so: Evacuate The Planet

Drink the contaminated acid rain

Think of the past that Faith abandoned

Quick: before existence can smash your brain: Evacuate The Planet

The people cannot break the patterns

Repeating savage ways and actions

The meek can’t even claim a fragment so please: Evacuate the Planet

CIA assassinates our chances to evade advancing plagues and famine

Tears evaporate in fear, my dear. Evacuate The Planet.

CIA assassinates our chances to evade advancing plagues and famines

Tears evaporate in fear, my dear. Evacuate The Planet!

Why? Cause it’s worse than a state of emergency

It’s American Terrorism circling the world with 50 States of Absurdity times 50 Ways to Bigly burn your dreams and plans to Be A Man or a human being that’s simply breathing… damn. Eat the spam, swallow the lies, until your impossible pride smashes into an obstacle called the immovable object that conquers the mind, it’s brutal and usually constant like Bart with a wrench and a dodgeball, revenge through the purest of neural bombardment, yes, it’s truly a problem to have too many options, but guess what? death is the weapon selected: and you are the target! connection is a blessed moment, so let’s go all in, invest in your execution like you are a prophet, but not a psychic, cause you never saw this coming, to steal your entire reality and everything else? it’s a lot less than nothing, meh. all day shruggin like Jayonce, cause your whole approach to existence is cheap and meaningless, as your charcoal heartbeat excretes a blip, I ponder: how does such extreme weakness even live? on a daily diet of enormous white lies, like a CIA informant getting paid a fortune for sniffing white lines, it’s worse than an irreversible epidemic, it’s an epic fearless vertical never-ending death-loving dream of money greed’s clustorfuckory, with 6 billion ways of bumbacleet redrum, so when life gets drunk and so messed up, Father Time & Space comes to take you from Mother Nature’s custody…

EVACUATE THE PLANET!!!

Why?

Because Hip Hop is Dead, but it’s still alive like a George Romero Zombie

When it bite you, go prepare your body for a moral coroner

The venom light devil fight destroying the Heaven of God’s dreams shooting Cupid’s broken arrow in an unholy terror party

Heroes become villains or villains unwillingly reveal pure soul

Truth served rumor dirt is worth gold

But block invasion stock exchanges cause neighborhood world war

Do your words choke on lies as they rise and emerge from your throat?

I’m the proof surprising you, Themyscira vengeance here

As sheer force giving your mind a higher view… from inside a noose!

Maybe you weren’t born to drop raw freedom anthems on magical rhythms

Maybe you were just born to be another cog

In the rotting wheel of capitalism

I am Paul Robeson’s reincarnated heart and soul evolving

On an international mission as renaissance goddess worshipper

Slash rap philosopher expanding the galaxy’s wisdom

And I’m NOT begging for forgiveness and I’m NOT asking for permission

Vanity so humble the ugly lovely neutrality becomes a comedy

That transforms into a tragedy, sadness feels

So I smoke garbage bags of weed til I floated up so much higher

On a path of Speed than Sandra Bullock, Gravity itself texted asking:

“Are you mad at me?” I send a text back tomorrow like

“Nah. I’m just vexed enough to vomit from earth’s oxygen, too large percentage of hot garbage songs, a bloated corpse is far more fresh, I give a nod of respect to the walking dead!”

Like, it’s so much worse than a fascism-drifting system

In a state of emergency

It’s a province of perversion’s reoccurring unworthy thieves absurdity

Word on the street is MCs are trying to rhyme without first

Learning to speak

What part of the game is that? I call it game over

Fakers lack heart so they brain just had a lame attack

As the light at the end of your life tunnel fades to black

You’re surprised to be strangled by your Guardian Angel’s Hands

There ain’t a chance the Nameless Creator reincarnates you back

To life on Earth, as a pile of dirt, but I’d prefer you take a bath

In a lake of gasoline

LIT ON FIRE FIRST

Naked as Satan chained your hands to your spinal cord

But I’m a whore with a dinosaur-sized diamond Schwartz

Providing more lonely brides with hope than bribes from Michael Korz

Red wine and roses inspire vampire bite on throat then grind her bones

I dive head first into thirst traps like kersplash!

GORL?!

The cash splurge that Babylon won’t let your ass earn?

Well, Sex Work CAN help you get it, get it faster

Except you might have to disrespect a few jealous, pathetic bastards

No problem, every job comes with some bullshit

But not at every job do you get to respond with a leather flog or a bullwhip And if Mom and Dad wanna slander their daughter’s plans

To not become a college scholar or Harvard grad

Inform them that showbiz performances of her awesome ass or poppin’ rack May honestly be the most constant solid path for dollars

In this bad economy and probable job market crash

Middle class shrinking fast like Rick Moranis’s Kids that Disney snatched

In 2050: hellish cities struggle starving, got any blood to barter?

Mothers and Fathers rent out their son and daughter to the government

To receive electricity and running water

Please prepare for your basic health to vanish

From the invasive smell of contamination

As you fail every second last attempt to breath the air

Where is Jesus when you need him to turn greed into freedom?

No, he didn’t show for Y2K’s Bible claims

So fascism’s violent saints are feeling themselves hard

By being heathen demi-demons in the Modern Garden of Eden

In my magnificently humble opinion:

Humans do NOT covet dominion over the land, sea and air

Mother Nature should cut the tongue of religion

To crush its corrupted hunger for children

Abandon the foster home called the globe

Cause fixing it all is an impossible job

For both an agnostic Muhammad and/or an irresponsible God

So I’ma go to the Moon before it gets ruined

No Space Force soldiers ordered by Soviet Troops? 4 Star Review

Dude, I’m SO much more than a dude, assuming my gender?

NO, you’re actually assuming my species

I’m half-human in Heaven, half a fusion of E.T.

Omnisexual unicorn letting everlasting impression illusions form

By doing porn, also to unlock the screwed-in door mind of a tiny clueless boy The newest WHOA: there’s no truth to borders

And stormtroopers give electrocution voltz

So contemporary light sleepers snooze and think they’re truly woke

We’re living in April Fool’s Cruelest Joke:

Check it,

If Jesus Christ was just a nice story used to abuse control of the human soul The Putrid Pope and pupils got a 2000-year-old stranglehold on the calendar But the actual truth is,

We all dance and cruise and float into the pure unknown

Universal external movement void

of the present connection to Creation

Where there’s no ancient past or future close

Except for what you choose to know…

And how you can be certain?

To me, since the Twin Towers fell

In a self-generated terror circus by a conspiracy

To deny society’s security of Heaven

The intention to exit the surface dweller devil’s verdicts is hella urgent

EVACUATE THE PLANET, but not to colonize Mars

Let’s not duplicate the human race, aliens don’t want problems like ours Science’s blind spots are sights they’ve quite solved

And no religions or unholy systems to exploit Goddesses and sodomize Gods

Just hold the light of nine stars inside of thy heart

As I prophesize art as the last form of Salvation

Biblical promises shatter at the speed of

Sandra Bland and Philando Castile’s screaming sound breaking

Where’s your God and Christ Almighty

When White Supremacy’s venom

Is prematurely ending Black bodies presence on Earth nightly?

You wanna fight me? First, try to hit God.

The Truth might set you Free, but I guarantee

It will first leave you pissed off

Reality’s a trick john that hits hard with the drunken fist of King Kong

It ain’t pretty if you ain’t privileged like a rich thin blonde…

Well, I have no titties to squeeze, but if being a slut is a hustle

Then I’m drizzling receipts bout how I’m pimping with ease

More than the biggest religion and/or pyramid scheme

Brilliance I breathe build at will powered

On what Year Zero Hour Egyptians achieved

My heart’s definitive heat burns third eyes til you blink and you see

An unlimited dream

Eclipsing the beach

As the Sands of Time and Space fade physically

So today

I wish for upliftment across existence

To all that live and believe in intimately listening to me

Give you the deepest gifts vividly

Differently still

Ill MC spit digital 3-D guillotines at the invisible criminal Biblical beast

Every time I write greatness and violently ride the beat:

I Righteous Engage in Rage Against the Anti-Nigger Machine

Until it’s lynched in a tree!

And then I kiss you to sleep for this miracle sweet Journey Into Sound

Nirvana’s Goddess brings us all more wisdom to teach

So, I hope you survive Life’s Wars…

and find Joy…

Enlightenment…

And Infinite Peace.



Peppermint: Yo, what happened to Love?
Mindbender: LOVE!