Gio-Graph-Ick - Subtitle

Gio stands for Giovanni Marks, it’s who I am

It stands for human hologram

Graph is like the way I place my verse upon this beat

Kind of like a battleship doing diagonal math

ICK stands for Integrated Circuit Killer, what I do

Give me a 12-bit machine, I’ll take out your whole crew

Give me a 24-bit machine, I’ll take out your whole crew

Give me an 8-bit machine, I’ll take out your whole crew

Bioluminescence like an anglerfish

It’s how I see my verse

Once the words get penned

It’s a new beginning

I have to stick it out like a painful itch

Knowing that I’ll never turn rich

I walk like a man possessed because I am

Far and away, I stay a human hologram

Based out of L.A., let my travel time expand

Solo, group, or band

Deeper than a catacomb watching city plans

Ergonomic architecture foundations like rubber bands

It’s a craft, puritanical last stand

Open up your favorite chip-based system

That includes the type of sound slick like bio switch

Reroute the LED or two, it’s on now

Newfound waves, like milk from a cow

Cape and cowl on

Witless cow (?)

A new horizon reached by soldering iron

Your See & Say gets inbred

With something from Texas Instruments

To make it look more intricate

Now the See & Say has plug and play options

Oscillator plus tape delay whenever you press stop

After you’re done rocking

A quarter-inch jack, plus RCA jacks

Probably make the sound crack

New power supply

Micronized if you’re hardcore

Good try

I don’t want to die

From some really dumb connection

That led to a circuit fry

110 volts or so

Due to in out or E (?)

With reverse converter I broke that one adapter

Right before a tour

Riding tractor broke equipment score

Stay out of your range

Like surface-to-air grange

Subway gets rhyme scared

With canisters falling down stairs

Geographically impaired

Schizo-type sixth graders with nothing to rip there

Moving yes I’m moving

With my mouth that’s on the motor hand

Gripping the accelerator data is my motive

With the facts in the incinerator

Dump it down to beta

And then tally up the x-stator

Now I’m searching for the right resonance

Going residence by residence

One wrong move and now I’m dead like presidents

Homing signal on

Wherever I roam

Attack number one, remove me from the zone

One button later

With one antenna protruding from my dome

Beam me up, Alias, back to Mission Control

Drop off these samples

Get the plan on track

Now it’s back to roll

Hopefully low death toll

Means a good soul

Like, what’s up, Tim?

If it was Alec, you’d be Swamp Thing

You don’t want any part of them

But when I swipe this spot

It’s like a cardiac attack

Or an aneurysm schism

Dump your mind into a chasm

All the while retaining rhythm

Revised

Gio stands for Giovanni Marks, it’s who I am

It stands for human hologram

Giovanni Marks

Bran Wheatney

Giving it to you

Alias on the beat

Subtitle on the verse

That’s all

Don’t do it

Don’t