The quark
I came from the frozen tundra
Rock in my heart and I roll with thunder
Ice flows, all your rappers torn asunder
The boy of wonder, up from yonder
Dope I’m on still tryna drag me under
Tis a tight rope I walk, can’t afford a blunder
I want a daughter, a son and another
and she could teach him every lil trick I ever taught her
with frozen water, I broke the order
Looking sub-zero, like this hero’s never hotter
Put a pin on scorpion, ferocious cretaceous hunter
Rampageous headhunter tryna scatter my brainy batter
My attack’s like an Arctic kraken
Back to packing a Mac in a sac at the back of the big black Mad Max truck
You think I fear the “Get over here!!”,
Oh look, another sick fuck’s out of luck
I come from the frigid ridges
evolved from a cold world,
not used to burning bridges
Or running from batshit crazy bitches like I did with Bridget 😅
I just had to wing it and then be rid of it
Sort of like I flicked a widget
I-I’m on my way to the clouds
The loud kicks the stress out
It’d love to discuss jujitsu with you
Doesn’t matter what’s coming, it’ll lose to my jutsu
Cuz I bring the cold you just ain’t used to
I come from the land of miasma
I bask in the heat and I snack on plasma
I think its pretty neat having a gravity well for a seat
Solar system at my feet
But I spell disaster//dis-a-star
Come too close and you'll wish your end was faster
Never been a party crasher
But on an unrelated note, I'm an atom smasher
Let out that light with a white corona
A few billion other brothers but I'm still a loner
Nearest's 4 lightyears away
And he can't deal with my gravitational sway
born from the ashes of my predecessor
Like Helios to Apollo, the God flow succession
I'm blowing up! Super Nova's part of the progressive procession
I come from deep in the cosmos
I surround you with my own sound like Atmos™️
A void you should avoid at all costs,
never let me get close
Cuz I vacuum like I just clean out a planet sized room
The meaning of cold doom
Absolute zero emotion range, next stage of ice cold rage
With singular clarity and one apparent polarity
I represent a singularity
I’m the event on the horizon
The sight of a Phoenix rising
Call it the X•God Nixx’s Uprising
These piles of organic data’s starting to think they matter
They’re different classes of mass and the chasm is as massive as comparing a campfire to a stellar reactor core
Keeps getting higher, the multiplier factor
Fact is, you’re about to smack into the great attractor
That’s what you’d call rapture
You probably need a doctor
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