Motorway 3style Part.2

[Intro: Mr Traumatik & The Ancient One]
Rest in peace Dominator
Rest in peace all my fallen soldiers
Remember: the body is temporary, the soul is immortal
For a moment, you entered the astral dimension, a place where the soul exists apart from the body

[Part 1: Mr Traumatik]
Blow, this ninja's strong
Wid' the finger, my finger's long
I'm an MC; I'm a lyricist
You won't see me singing songs (No, you won't)
This MC's sick
Be blazing plenty spliffs
How many today? (Hmm)
I think about twenty six (Wow)
This guy is crazy
You can never try and break me
There's chemtrails everywhere, that's why the sky is hazy (Wow)
This track is monstrous
I'm rapping conscious
I'm talking truth and facts, no, I'm not chatting nonsense (Now)
I'm independent and I've got diamonds in my pendant (Blow)
We need a intervention, a revolution, I bring the vengeance (It's cool)
I'm from the fifth dimension, I'll show you all in a single sentence
You need to follow them northern lights to find that hidden entrance
Leave me be I'm thinking
Thinking about this inkling
Trapped in the cycle of thinking
Thinking of thinking of thinking
I'm thinking about these thoughts and who is listening to me listening?
Thinking about this voice inside my head and why's he whispering? (Wow!)
Man a I'ma give them that complex intellectual flow
There's too many man wanna act like they wanna clash with me but no
I'm way too good, I'll never lose to someone like you (you know)
I'm extraordinarily gruesome and grimey way too (wow)
Manama-mister Trau-a-mini-mini-matik's way too cold
I'll give them an evil punch and a kung-fu kick, I'll break their bones
And they could never stop me, no way, you cunts you're way too slow
I meditate and levitate with this lemon haze of my own
I don't need no special medals made of precious metals
'Cause my IQ is very high I'm talking Tesla's levels
Extraordinarily complex and extra special
And if you disagree or piss me off, I just tell 'em "settle"
Die you cunts
I'll spit on you then kick you all
I'll grab by the neck and ram your head into a brick wall
I see into the future, take a look in my crystal ball
Fifteen years from now, we're gonna see this system fall

[Interlude: Doctor Strange & The Ancient One]
What's in that tea? Psilocybin? LSD?
Just tea
What just happened?
I pushed your astral form out of your physical form
Why are you doing this to me?
To show you just how much you don't know
For a moment, you entered the astral dimension, a place where the soul exists apart from the body

[Part 2: Mr Traumatik]
I'll kill 'em for free, no minimal fee
I'm so formidable, see my syllables
Deep, so don't be cynical
I show no lyrical weakness
They're willing to see me spin 'em and leave
This lyrical G is bringing in Ps
I'm drinking cinnamon tea and swimming in sea
That's typical deepness
I'm a gruesome grimey one
Don't test me and don't try me son
I'm giving them an evil pikey punch, you bunch of cynical creatures
You're out of time, your time is done
It's time to die, you'd die for fun
No knife and gun
I'll strangle you, that's real talk, no mythical secrets
My lyrical pattern is bigger than big no mythical kraken
I'm splitting a atom
I'm taking off heads and kicking them at 'em
No typical fashion, I pin them all down and hit them with batons
You cynical rappers, you're dealing with some critical matters
My lyrical methods, hit 'em and kill 'em with minimal effort
No typical weapon, I'll bring in the venom and kill them in seconds
No cynical questions, I'm giving them Hell, I'm sick of affection
No physical sections, we're living in invisible bigger dimensions

[Outro: The Ancient One]
For a moment, you entered the astral dimension, a place where the soul exists apart from the body