The Apostle's Creed
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics

I sit upon a cloud of nuclear waste, this haste
I exist in a volatile environment and move quickly

The orgasmic juice of a goddess with her lips spread on my face
I am experiencing pleasure and ecstasy

As I speak in space touching a damaged piece of a satellite
I am traversing through space and attempting to repair technology

Resembling wrecking remnants of a 2010 soliloquy
I am surrounded by remnants of a dialogue from a science fiction movie

Entity, centuries from the time of man designed a plan
An alien entity created a plan in the distant past

Of a time span of seconds to an immortal
This plan was created for beings of immense longevity

Transport immortals in portals toward an Egyptian land
The plan involves transporting long-lived beings to Egypt

To then erect complex architect structures and pyramids
They build large architectural structures like pyramids

Melted parted rock with acidic chemical blood samples
They use acid extracted from reptilian females' blood to manipulate stone

From reptilian females' periods, I travel like the Iliad
This acid is extracted from reptilian females' menstrual cycles

But my ship sails amongst cosmic whales and intergalactic pirates
My vessel navigates through outer space where it encounters various entities

Telling tales of trails left by the gods
I recount stories of divine beings and their impact on the universe

Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot
The gods travelled through the center of the sun when they passed by

Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut
Jesus was not a religious figure but actually an extraterrestrial being

I attacked mastodons when I crashed upon thrown in the Ice Age
I fought against mastodons after crash landing during the Ice Age

And twice laid men's caves with a system of sound waves
I created patterns in the cave walls with sound waves

And psycho-kinetics, you can't escape the wrath of APATHETIC
I possess abilities related to psychokinesis which cannot be escaped

The time has come for man to die, not project prophetic phonetics
Humanity's time is up and we should focus on action not just words

Fugitive prosthetic limbs for hairy ??? rejects
There are people who are outcasts with prosthetic limbs

Exoskeleton extensions of cybernetic inventions
These prosthetic limbs are advanced technological enhancements

Moving swiftly like a Thundercat, my hunger tracks rats on the train tracks
I move quickly and with purpose, always seeking my next goal

And when I rap on tracks I attract tremendous energy sources
My music has a strong energy that draws people towards it

Changing force through metamorphous
I am capable of transforming myself and changing things around me

I travel darkened corridors with orbs of light and torches
I move through dark places with light to guide me

We ride away on apocalyptic bear-horses
We escape on horse-like creatures during the apocalypse

And disappear as shadows in the forest
We vanish into the forest like shadows

Non-conceptual, non-exceptional
I do not conform to concepts or rules

Your whole aura is plexiglas
Your emotions and intentions are transparent and easy to read

I take hold of truth eludes me like sand through the cracks in my hands
I try to grasp the truth, but it slips away like sand through my fingers

Retaliatory silhouettes in apocalyptic lands
I sense danger and retaliate in a world on the brink of collapse

Nomadic by the second, but I can't let this stress get the best of me
I am constantly moving and refuse to let stress bring me down

Though it test me on a daily basis
Despite the difficulties I face each day

And traces the tracks of my tears down my cheeks and over my lips
My tears show the burden I carry and fall down my face

Taste the freedom though it seems like gravity
I feel free, though I am weighed down by gravity and the world around me

As we're chained to this pathetic land like Satan's left burning in Chaos
Humanity is trapped on this earth, suffering and in chaos

But yet I continue on with no tendencies in my subconscious
I move forward without being driven by subconscious desires

So right there's a contradiction, because I'm aware of these tendencies
This is a contradiction, as I must be aware of my subconscious tendencies

So that ain't my subconscious anymore
My subconscious is no longer just mine

More like forces that I conversate with, halves thirds and fourths
My subconscious has become something I communicate with, fragmented and complex

That I sliced my soul into a percentage
I have divided and compartmentalized aspects of myself into fractions

I know you wouldn't recommend it, so I wrote this letter and never sent it
I am aware it is not healthy and thus I express myself in other ways

'Cause my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
I keep my pain to myself and do not burden others with it

Now I swim through waves of asphalt with no place to call home
I am displaced and struggle to find a sense of belonging

Yan on the lonely island and see a plastic smile speaking gibberish
Yan is isolated, encountering a fake smile and nonsensical speech

At varying frequencies, burn out the radio and television transmissions
These transmissions are disrupting communication and need to be stopped

Or simply audible voices who wear the robes of righteousness
I hear voices that present themselves as righteous

Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Our balance and stability is thrown off by overwhelming amounts of information

Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
This is made worse by the fact that I must tread carefully

That's more like a tightrope between wisdom and insanity
This is a balancing act between knowledge and madness

Seems like clarity is the ever elusive goal
It is difficult to achieve clarity or understanding

When insanity has the help of the omnipotent force of gravity
The chaos and instability of the world is too much to fight against alone

On the battleground you can go to war like Sudan
You can fight like the people of Sudan in a time of war

But I'm half-man and so you have to ovastand
I am only half human, and thus different from you

That the other half of me is made of liquid and steel
The other half of me is composed of fluid and metal, making me stronger

Ain't you sick and tired of people screaming 'keep it real?'
I am tired of people demanding authenticity

I'm powered by the ancients, spirit in the soul
I am driven by the spirits of the past, with a deep sense of purpose

It's war, and Ikon carries crossbows
We are in a state of conflict and are armed with weapons

But I toss foes through the center of the planet
I am capable of throwing enemies through the earth itself

When you battle me, you best be praying like a mantis
You must prepare yourself before facing me, as if you were praying like a mantis

I will send you, through the depths of the Atlantic
I will cast you down into the depths of the sea

To study transcripts of rhymes by the enchanted
You must learn from powerful verses by magical beings

Hologram, the verbal war paradigm
My words carry weight and power in the midst of conflict

Traveling back in time to change the way y'all wack rappers rhyme
I am capable of time travel to change the course of music history

If I don't succeed you will bleed
If I fail, you will experience pain and loss

The just punishment of the Apostle's Creed
This will be a punishment in line with the doctrine of the Apostles

This is hip-hop kid, shit is straight from the heart
This is true hip hop, straight from the soul

You's a actor with a record deal trying to play the part
You are a performer pretending to be something you're not