Time Travel Scratch - Senser

Back the fuck up, back up, step back you cats

This is the time travel scratch

And there’s no match for the best batch you hacks

Time contracts to opal stacks and space reacts

Delivered value soul, fake rock’n roll’s unrolled

Discarded ribbon opposed

The fact that we are best is just a given

Because this is not rap this is a psychic transmission

And if you listen with precision and focus your vision

You’ll see my mind is sayin something that my mouth isn’t

A first layer of meaning and a second that’s hidden

The patterns that ride with em refracted like prisms

I strip the thoughts that you call the lines of division

Truly fly defied lies and mind-isms

Fight the battle to topple temples of fascism

Blizzard rhymes, you’re snow blind in my rhythms

Time slipper, ground breaker and they call it a style

Genetic load stacking like a bug in the sap

I’m the mad cat with fat stats, ready to rap

This is the option integrated with free form genetic design

I’ll take your mind over the line

Cause it’s so raw to the fuller floor I bring you more

Me and dj awe we’ve done this type of shit before

voyage to the centre, the war and an encore

Metaphors are better than the best of my competitors

Magnitude immense is your new best friend bet

your last pound space time will bend

I extend

They all end

Gonna rock other dimensions cause my beats transcend

I put them punks in groups they get snapped like kit kats

I’m rollin through these overtures but yours are «ric rac»

Riding the rings of Saturn like it was a slip matt

Thought you were thinking big but my shit just eclipsed that

The big bang to the sun’s death through a mini jack

From cylinders of wax cassettes to dats

John Morgan rocks the battle beats with a splash of the high hats

And no, there’s never been ever been nothing like that

I said there’s never been ever been nothing like that

oh yo, step into my flow

Set the controls for yore, steady as she goes

Cause I’m loaded to blow

Controlling the show

I lay em out shoulder to toe

So now that you know

I’m used to keeping it on and on

I’ve been down for so long I spit the protong

When I get my flows on

Take you back to the ice age so keep your coat on

visit the dogon in my luminous craft

Neolithic, neanderthal man kicking the can.