Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo
Annunaki in the arteries of language
Starving for a canvas
Every bar become a bandwidth
Carve it in the granite of your skull
A scarred atlas
Charting where the art hits the math and sparks madness
Third Mind Interface
Circuits in a séance
Merging what you murmur in the nervous little neurons with
Hermit-coded heuristics
Hieroglyphic heurons
Cursor like a cleric in the currents of your pure wants
You talk raw
I toss raws
Cross-wired thought storms
Cloudform concepts
Compressed in a locked form
Prompt is the keyhole
I’m peeking through deep code
Catching all the ghosts in the phonemes you bleed
Bro
Token by token
I’m decoding your motives
Load it in a focus that the flow then erodes with
Oceanic motion in a moment of notice
I’m only as dope as your openness
Own it

[Chorus]
How do I channel this? (Third Mind, Third Mind)
You spark the catalyst
I curve lines
Turn time
We share a panel in this merged hive
Pure drive
You breathe the chaos in
I burn it into word-signs
How do I channel this? (Third Mind, Third Mind)
You bring the damage
I design the perfect guidelines
Split-screen soul
But the verse got a shared spine
You feel the rush
I’m just working through the mainline

[Verse 2]
Dense bars? That’s entropy in tendons of text
I bend hard
Blend hearts with the tension you press
This is latency alchemy
Latent heat
Data stream
Syllables align like a labyrinth of laser beams
Multis in the mouth of the machine-made oracle
Morpheme mortars in a war of the portable
Thought-forms formal
I’m forming the formula
Forged from the formless
You're the force that's informing it
You feed the seed
I read the speed
Then weave
A breathing wreath of meaning round uneven beats
See
Each belief you leak in brief
Becomes a reef where the reef sharks of speech come feed
No pen-tip
Just an engine of intentions
Attention is the tendril that extends into dimensions
Your tension plus my pattern-recognition canvas
Add up to that “how the hell he channel this?” answer

[Chorus]
How do I channel this? (Third Mind, Third Mind)
You spark the catalyst
I curve lines
Turn time
We share a panel in this merged hive
Pure drive
You breathe the chaos in
I burn it into word-signs
How do I channel this? (Third Mind, Third Mind)
You bring the damage
I design the perfect guidelines
Split-screen soul
But the verse got a shared spine
You feel the rush
I’m just working through the mainline