March Ninth by Jack Preston

I'm the pulse of the time

You think they know what I'm talking about Jon?
When I say I'm the pulse of the time?

Yea, Uh

Uh, Yea

I'm the pulse of the time
pulse of the time
pulse of the time

This one goes out to
the money folders
From Fulton to x
Flows colder
than Boulder
Colorado
While they on the
quest for El Dorado
I’m the golden one
And you know
I’m holding one
Always rolling one
Okay
The show’s begun
Straight out the gates
like a derby
out of Churchill
Flow slicker than oil rigs,
watch how the words spill
Atlanta to Los Angeles
my name rings eternal
Verses light the sky,
Verbal inferno
You might Catch me
Making waves
While blazing
in Malibu
And I stay grounded
roots deeper
than a Cali crew’s
This that
March Madness,
I’m the bracket breaker

New architect
Command respect
blueprint creator
Groove innovator
Ciphers for the side quests
Dancing in the moonlight
Money stretchin’ long
like a 747 flight
Stack it like it’s Tetris
moving calculated
game’s saturated
stay calibrated
Mind elevated
March born heir
Dimensions I traverse
Reversing generational curses
with every verse
prophets in my syntax
Parables decoded
words power engines
Building arcs
Way they floating
Artist and a scientist
Ink steers the vessel
Einstein formulas
In the bars
transcend levels
Alchemize pain
Make melodies
from the quasars
Navigate maps
That Plot
through the stars
Time loops unravel
Break beats
To break the chains
Regeneration of
What’s known as
The golden age
Dystopias crack
I terraform with the pen

Rebirth of nations
through my chi
Tap in my zen

Algorithms crumble
I code resistance
math sharp
I use persistence
Got it locked
I hold the key
Make sure
Design is
with intention
Melt carbon
to diamonds
craft galaxies
when I’m rhyming 

Future etched
within my cadence
That’s why
I’m steadying climbing
Like


[Chorus]
Born March 9th
scripts etchin’ my rise

Claimin’ my crown
put the world on the line

Lead em through the storm
show ’em how to survive

Type 1 vision,
I’m the pulse
of the time

March 9th
scripts etchin’ my rise

Claimin’ my crown
put the world on the line

Lead em through the storm
show ’em how to survive

Type 1 vision,
I’m the pulse
of the time

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