Artist: ATOMS
Album:  SANDS
Song:   Mix It Up
Typed by: @cryp_uno

[HOOK] 
One is for the time we put in rhymes to make the listener merry 
Two is for the is for the way the words combine to make it visionary 
Three is for the thought and for the theory clearly abstract 
Four is for the reformation reclamation rap track 
Modern mixed with classic 
Mix it up mix it up 
It's the fodder we've adapted 
Mix it up mix it up 
Rap as a form I admit is hard to love 
Let's find the lowest common denominator and rise above 

[ALASKA] 
Im not saying I'm above you 
But dogs I hover 
So pristine subsisting of Sistine and last suppers 
Touched by the divine the rhymes intelligent design 
Its Natural Selection I'm expressing with each line 
A Darwinist adrift in a superstitious tradition 
The novel's been remixed and now it's written within rhythm 
These Gatsby cats be acting happy I'll gladly kill a mockingbird 
Corrections theres a freedom in infinite jest and mocking words 
So listen to jest and not a word don't sass me when I'm talking 
I'm the father of your style without me you'd be an orphan 
Let that knowledge sit oliver twist 
Cause I'll always exist 
You fagans can still be vagrants my phrases grace your lips 

[WINDNBREEZE] 
As the paradigm shifts see the faces of dimensions touched 
Lines signify the 7th, 3rd is where we keep the brush 
High upon the wind the flight attendant tends to tarnish 
Consider the music one of the things thats getting you outta the heart of darkness 
4 chambers palpitating can you see your losses 
Expands your wins and let your wings maneuver albatrosses 
Count the force remainder 3 in increments of 2 
My brain examines light, my soul predicts the interlude 
Synapse I play the the back while feeling out a stronger vision 
Dont facilitates the dance on lines depicting long division 
My souls the train the sequel of the book the little engine 
Bring it back to 1 so you could ponder plus reveal the inference 

[HOOK] 

[WINDNBREEZE] 
The vision that I touch propels and pulses through the solstice 
With a little hint of magic actually its more than that 
Its more like passion exponential connection without the gavel 
No judgement it clashes tenor the sound is luster encapsuled 
In a timeless era serenade a mindless heffa 
Sip a Hefferveisen orange slices call the night endeavor 
Debonair my diagram of venn 'll spin rotisserie and venison 
Within in the sin of bambi dancin taking chances 
Monopolize the sight upon the healing hearing 
Every shimmer spoken sprinkle hope upon your buried lanterns 
Dig a hole like doberman with dopamine 
Rewards are given do the work and see the fruit of all your dreams 

[ALASKA] 
Let's focus on design and take the time to make it functional 
The lines dont mean nothing if they're cluttered and uncomfortable 
A fact of modern living fodder blotted up with dots of wisdom 
God allah or Rakim spitting shit i guess a nod is given 
Respect due, put every single influence in a test tube 
And find the perfect mix it if it exists it's like a chess move 
Plot it out and problem solve the solvent must evolve I've found the science can be makeshift but don't excavate on sacred ground. 
Fertile soil stripped of all it's nutrients the words'll toil 
Sort of get the gist and quickly shift into the perfect foil 
Scripted out a straw man taking form go on and list it out 
It's listless mix that simply contradicts what this whole shit's about