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mo·dus po·nens (noun) /ˌmōdəs ˈpōnenz/:
the rule of logic stating that if a conditional statement is accepted, and the antecedent holds, then the consequent may be inferred
Thoughts and actions have little credence when you're unable to articulate reasons for thinking about/doing such things.
EP drops on 1/1/15.
lyrics
HOOK:
pure thoughts, mind overdosing, a tube of truth that's incredible, check the Modus Ponens
VERSE 1:
i fold my hands and i plea for the type of knowledge
to penetrate my entire system and give me a psychological
fight to abolish my inner toxins eternally
given a proposition to lock the prison and turn the key
cause i'm a contradiction, and that it seems
the impossible feat is chasing wisdom while praising my vanities
i get in my zone, limitless Modus Ponens give
literal affirmation for quotable dissertation
my own is a bit impatient, i write a song on occasion
then wipe it off on the pavement in light of the condemnation
that i place on my mistakes.
but regardless ima break that trepidation with my focus
imposing to raise the pace
hardly thinking is a dangerous way to common perspectives
the premises important when forming a thought connected
so in case you talk egregiously, yelling with no intention
beware the trap of speaking before you think to be reckless
VERSE 2:
rapidly stuttering scared to be muttering gibberish, granted my mouth
is holding me back from the lotus i wrapped in a present
i packed for demands of the crowd
hands in my towel, washing them off from the residue left from the dirt that i found
from digging the graves of rappers ashamed to be rhyming bout anything murking their style
i heard from the south, big boi and 3 stacks
they telling stories on deep tracks
it's like euphoria feedback from mics recording on beeswax
that skill i want it, working to build a product
i'm probably not gonna reach it, but see that my will is chronic
despite the bills i deposit i'm positive it's demonic
to prosper and never walk with the God who gave me His promise.
ominous sounds of rivals like tidal waves in a tide pool
they telling me they disciples without believing the Bible
i'm saying that's ridiculous, what you said is antithesis
something the serpent slipped to a person sicker than syphilis
and no i won't apologize, cause that's the truth of it
so call it verbal homicide and catch me as a fugitive
credits
released December 25, 2014
Mix & Mastered by Sean Choi
Lyrics by DNL
Produced by Canis Major (I do not own this beat, Canis Major is the sole owner.)
Art by Raphael
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