orator

And givin' no slack, I'm tellin you flat, that

I am an orator, dope rhyme connoisseur

Never leavin' you bored on the dancefloor

And I am the being, bringin' holy wars

Orator's, from the womb of ill Yune

Glory be to, the, sustain a El Kaloom

Holy war, tap into you like Savion

But I'm a orator, the corduroy boy

Came the door-to-door name down the corridor of fame

He is a smooth operator

He is a wicked man and orator

The thing that he will do for the paper

Where the folk singers, poets and playwrights convene

Dispensing their wisdom of dear amateur orators

They will detail their pain in some standard refrain

She'd been enchanted by the orator's burst. Everything beautiful and nothing hurt. Consumed by the color of the myriad mind. We're stuck repeating till the end of time.

Can you see tomorrow? Can you see tomorrow?

No posing and crap, beg your pardon, por favor

Superior orator, cave jaws like Thor

Soon as I drop some thunder shit, greedy niggas want more

The more responsibility, the more you crave denial

The wind speaks like an orator, some message from the wild

Like the courage of a mother, letting go of her first child

I'm a train warrior my slang glorious, move swift like a matador verse a bull in Latin corridas

Slash sorcerer, mad scientist an orator

Performing oracle with an alchemist formula

No longer to be ignored

The Orator of Hate

Spews forth with righteous fury