Ultra - Magnum Opus Lyrics

The tracks in motion Im grabbing focus
Like tyler spoken Imma flower boy
Imma grab the lotus til your minds eroded
Luke the mine exploded the mic is loaded

They might be choking I hope your joking,
Heres hope for hoping need soap to soak in,
Hop in the ocean my book is open
This magnum opus might have to quote us

I'll drag the floaters, carry on my shoulders
Grab my soldiers put em in the motors
Riding lucky like a four leaf clover
I'm hot as toaster, but cold as polar

You're dope im doper, just grab a brochure
Think you can handle it, ill show you the pamphlet
Yeah imma graduate, but masters is accurate
Feel like a maverick double the average

Your magic bogus, like hocus pocus
This shit is hopeless hope no one notice
You better focus, bitch, imma poet
My magnum opus make me the potus

They raise the quotas but i give em bonus
When im crossing oceans, this aint personas
So grab thesaurus, cuz im spitting foreign
My great performance, my magnum opus

Im feeling so restless
Can't read me, dyslexic
I cant spell contested
Cuz y'all aint impressive (Speed it up)

My flow be prophetic, i hope you digest it
Like a diabetic, my worst is fantastic

My best is a classic, youre best turn to ashes
Yall infested be looking septic
And acting skeptic like whats this aesthetic
Shit is pathetic, but im apathetic

I guess its genetic, you need a synthetic
To fix the cosmetic, and maybe prosthetic
So go grab the medic, youll get hit, kinetic
Like, look whats embedded, this nigga hard headed

Ill leave him tormented, another dimension
He'll never be mentioned, like shit im demented
At least i augmented the bars and then blended
Hell yeah im authentic but its recommended

That im apprehended, i should be submitted
Into the suspension, and ending the tension
My written, my diction is causing some friction
Youre lacking conviction, and im the eviction

I am the notice, call me that nigga
But i am the lotus, you shoulda been focused
Like, look at my motive, shit aint i devoted
Like my magnum opus is yet to be opened

Your magic bogus, like hocus pocus
This shit is hopeless hope no one notice
You better focus, bitch, imma poet
Know what ultra, f*ck the chorus

Was planning to test her I got a plan and a picture
Now I'll stand in the mixture with a handful of liquor
Yeah im bashful and richer yall lit and im litter
Im the cat in the pisser, now im back and im bitter

Y'all black and you triggered over half of my jitters
If i rapped half ass i could take half of your bag
Throw your track in the trash with your standard attacks
Stand in the back with ya handbag with a gat

Like you plan to attack i was planning for that
Im the man in the black got the gadgets of rap
Yo panic intact How tragic is fact
So graphic in fact go manic on tracks

Magnum opus, your plan is hopeless
I grab the most this bag is open
I lack emotion but pack devotion
Im in slow motion floating in the ocean

But i feel awakened in the sunken place
This commotion got me stuck in place
But im never broken cuz im an omen
My wings are golden in my current state

Salvadali dali this more than my hobby
Im melting im sobbing its pouring like saki
Im hot as wasabi so beam me up scottie
A modern day mozart my requiem on par

Im writing a sculptur, Michelangelo
Like he from the culture, cuz my words more vulgar
Im writing like homer, no simpsons but closer
To Odysseus my motor on vicious Im all in

The illiad the trojan experience hair golden
Im odin no stopping the motion Poseidon
Im drowning the ocean my neck it be frozen
You see the devotion so give me promotion