|I’m a basketball traveler,|a masterful ravel’r,|
|dribblin’ it up and down the court|but you can’t tell what I’m after|
|Dispellin’ the patterns|of thought, in your brain matter,|
|the main batter to bat,|batterin’ battlin’ cats|
|Cataclysmic catalyst catapult raps|
|Can’t judge an animal by how it attacks|
|I’ve got illusive opticals|to stab fools in the backs|
|That meanin’ anyone who doesn’t wanna look to the past||
|Their views are obstacles,|happenin’s have happened before|
|same events, same phases, just different forms|
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