Dots & Lines

You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 With a platinum plaque
 She like Robin, George, and Jack
 The mind fears what the blinds hide
 But I'm here on the blind side
 Hanging up till the line dies
 Then off the hook for the crimes try
 Get awful looks from tribe tribe unlawful jux we can climb skies
 That's Robin Hood, arrows of the rich'll steal
 In Hollywood and featherweight I step by step let it escalate
 Till you get it, we'll tell you if I hit it
 When you make pie if you don't fidget
 Xzibit Pimp My Ride exquisite
 We G's coach us back if we die in business
 My Lord is my chemist, my sword is some Khemet
 Egyptian fonts and ankhs
 Scottish write with Montblancs let us stomp
 I walk as my father walk, master builder is what I thought
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 Yeah
 Where the golden means, so the overseer gets overseen
 And the over here's are the older things
 Can see the bell but don't know the rings
 The rings are not sounds, but circles
 Wear these on your virtues
 See through these circles just live Steve Urkel
 Till it's all universal
 And it harmonize and like the Porsche into the larger size
 And it's dynamic in the high standard
 So each degree has a part to price
 See big worlds have little worlds that feed on their velocity
 And little world have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 The applause and patience of the laws in nature
 Override lies and the laws of nations
 Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations
 Sun positions overcome traditions
 Numbers govern our young religions
 Dead levels making plum decisions
 Perpendicular to the undivision
 That's bad curricular to the unconditioned
 Any love less than unconditional is so under Christian it's unrepentant
 The physical part of my church emits the invisible arts of my work
 To make gold from garbage is not the unchemical part of this map
 But truth me told it's the pursuit of gold
 That turns the goal of men into trash
 The souls gold and they turning gold into cash
 And your reflection is your connection to more collections of more directions and paths
 If your reflection is a mask, then you're reflective of mass
 To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 With a platinum plaque
 She like Robin, George, and Jack
 The mind fears what the blinds hide
 But I'm here on the blind side
 Hanging up till the line dies
 Then off the hook for the crimes try
 Get awful looks from tribe tribe unlawful jux we can climb skies
 That's Robin Hood, arrows of the rich'll steal
 In Hollywood and featherweight I step by step let it escalate
 Till you get it, we'll tell you if I hit it
 When you make pie if you don't fidget
 Xzibit Pimp My Ride exquisite
 We G's coach us back if we die in business
 My Lord is my chemist, my sword is some Khemet
 Egyptian fonts and ankhs
 Scottish write with Montblancs let us stomp
 I walk as my father walk, master builder is what I thought
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 Yeah
 Where the golden means, so the overseer gets overseen
 And the over here's are the older things
 Can see the bell but don't know the rings
 The rings are not sounds, but circles
 Wear these on your virtues
 See through these circles just live Steve Urkel
 Till it's all universal
 And it harmonize and like the Porsche into the larger size
 And it's dynamic in the high standard
 So each degree has a part to price
 See big worlds have little worlds that feed on their velocity
 And little world have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 The applause and patience of the laws in nature
 Override lies and the laws of nations
 Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations
 Sun positions overcome traditions
 Numbers govern our young religions
 Dead levels making plum decisions
 Perpendicular to the undivision
 That's bad curricular to the unconditioned
 Any love less than unconditional is so under Christian it's unrepentant
 The physical part of my church emits the invisible arts of my work
 To make gold from garbage is not the unchemical part of this map
 But truth me told it's the pursuit of gold
 That turns the goal of men into trash
 The souls gold and they turning gold into cash
 And your reflection is your connection to more collections of more directions and paths
 If your reflection is a mask, then you're reflective of mass
 To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign
 You look just like how I'ma be
 Sacred geometry
 In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
 Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign