[Intro]
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful

[Verse 1]
Was he a student of Isaac Newton? How was his writing influenced?
Sit in seclusion, have a private viewing
Creative juices like lighter fluid
See the speed [?] like wings of the dome, ruffling righteous music
In each brain cells is all the names of angels, gods and mutants
It's the fossils of the gospels, psychic evolution
A nocturnal sun, evolved race of humans, before primates’ confusion
Start the earth spinning hectic
Days turn to night and night turns to day within milliseconds
The sky flies away through space dark grays
I reveal the Universe's age
Time to kill, on the Moon's surface for days
Rhyming skills improve from dimes of purple haze
Rehearsing lines in my room to murder the stage, no first aid
To push my pen further in the page, unusual, it’s beautiful

[Chorus]
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful, beautiful
[Verse 2]
My approach is like a ghost in a red hat
Dressed davishly good, glitter socks, shoes shiny and jet black
Talking white noise in a blizzard, do y'all still listen to lyrics?
Well, y'all missing the privilege, see I'm different
No limits, no gimmick, beautiful, original, no mimic
Soul centered, drinking cold spirits
Flow like the rose in the winter
Jewels are urged but cruel is the word, the face is disturbed
In oasis of Ur of Chaldean sat a brown queen
These house a crowned king beneath gold eagles with 100 pound wings
Between pillars, stories painted around beings
Onboard child nirvana, having electric dreams

[Chorus]
Huh, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful, beautiful

[Verse 3]
Some say this is the Aquarian age
And religion is the system that the Sumerians made
Belief in Anunnakis that we alien slaves
The best MC is just my hobby, it's my American way
But beneath, I'm Hammurabi and Numerian caged
The seven masters in my soul when I write the display
My flow is godly
See the Bible topic is microscopic when you talk like the prophet
And rhyme like you're from a disc-shaped object
That left crystal deposits around the sacred monuments
The records are Akashic, the black gene is dominant
[Outro]
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful...