CRACK FLOW from The Recap by Freak 1

Verse 1: Authoritative resource control lets crack flow. Bodies celled (equals) economic growth. I chose the near death experiment. Stand thin and brawny. Organic matter erodes the holds of synthetic bodies. Clockwork, as the thunder current below consensus reality flows. Like systemic function iron chains break from the dissipation (that’s) left in the wake of us children of god’s design; Blowing the android’s mind because we’re kind. Kind of hopped up; Massive amoeba swarm, thump, thwap, slap, what?!
Verse 2: In '09 (we’re) taking away time’s sequential drive. The action of our cause thrives. (Those who were) trod over (now) get to bulldozer. Regicide slices, leaving tracers that glide. Erase and reform. Is existence malleable due to new perception (yes it is)? Immaculate concepts break white surgeon masked vections guised as bi-partisan elections. (This) eclectic electric hybrid invades (that) bible-belt, imperial, neo-colonial sly shit. Wolves in sheep's clothes are just clones. They alienate (those who are not narrow-minded and subserviently submissive), so I stand alone. They alienate, so I stand alone. Step through fleshy against batons breaking our bones to pieces. At least I ripped this (track) to pieces. Peace is… hmm contemplate it. Contemplate it.
Verse 3: Who’s hard hat rocks against the grain? (The) beat’s clustery, (it) pops brains, blustery. (The) vortex pulls into the lava hot void that’s full. (The) centrifuge separates (your) ego from your soul. (When) up in the over mind alone (we) lose hold and control. Her mind IS her physical. Its magma electric, frozen gelid lightning splices, cleaving off vices.
Sample: I went cold turkey because my insurance doesn't cover the pills anymore, only the Xanax but not the Paxil, THANK GOD FOR THAT!
Verse 4: (The experience is/was) stern as fading light from the water’s surface as submerging into the blackness. (This sensation) became (the visualization of) zinc white slivers (which) outlined objects with rainbow rivers. (Then) all (everything in existence) took me deep. My body (is/was) unaware of my mind. (My perception is/was) just pupils of information (my brain perceived everything I was seeing and feeling as) objective (or unquestioningly without reinterpretation). When I froze the stand still delineated into radials spreading from all vertices. Every dimension was sprayed through bubbling prisms as all that is, by not being, was my vision. Letting go humility is a joke, as (I am/was) humbled by fear of joylessness. (This transformation) became exploding sensual waves of timelessness.
(The whole experience) must have been two thousand millennium (long). (But) when I looked at the clock two minutes had tick-tock’d and I nomadically walked. I’ll see you. Here, there, everywhere. Up there, down there, anywhere, I WILL SEE YOU! Smoked it out the brillo, finished (it) off with (a) (ciga)rillo. (I was) snow man hollow. NOW I FINISH PUSH UPS OFF WITH WHEAT GRASS. STAND BEYOND THE OPPRESSORS (when I wrote this lyric I felt I was standing under the oppressors but now I feel beyond them), CHANNEL THE THUNDER, PRAISE THE MOST HIGH!

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