Is this the genesis of Prime Time Records? I wonder.

I think this is a fictionalized account of the origins of the Wu-Tang clan. It is clear that, in this analogy, Ray is the RZA and Beef is the GZA. I say this because of the GZA's well-known trip to the moon around that time. If you don't believe me, check the liner notes to Rubber Soul.

There are not enough raps about what it would be like to have eye problems.

What rhymes with myopic? Topic? Chronic? hmm maybe there's a rhyme here about...treating glaucoma with marijuana? Only glaucoma is different to short sightedness so I don't know. I'm just thinking out loud here man, if we want to see more raps about eye problems we're going to have to create them ourselves.

When in doubt, just rhyme the word with the exact same word.

or if you are talib kweli.

what? i fucking don't like him. also it rhymed to say that.

Or "coelacanth".

i got astigmatism like protestants got schism
corneas harder than hardknocks shootin up blocks with glocks
bullets fall in cataracts, gunsmoke clouding my iris,
counteract attacks with the third eye of osiris
even blinded with glaucomas i leave my foes in comas

like Tiresias I'm epic, prophetic, cut you to pieces
I'll pull your leg over your eyes, it's catachresis,
peep this: I'm metamorphosin',
leave you cry-iyi-yin'
like Roy Orbison, don't get morbid, son
you'll get done: I spit wicked braille
but y'all frail, you fail
to impress, I'm the pinball wizard
you're the least of the less,
you're a rhyme shirker, I'm the Miracle Worker
teachin Helen Keller to talk to Teller
while you fallin through the cellar
into Hell, sir
allow me to introduce myself I'm the man without fear,
you get speared, your roof gets teared,
I'm just sayin, on the level
meanwhile I'm playin truth or dare with the devil

I like that I am learning about mythology because I looked up a word I found in a rap about eye problems.

Thanks for your indulgence, but don't worry about it:

Stab me with nails I got optical prostheses
My sonar never fails, I'm like chiropteran species
You wanna slander me? In all candor, G
that's specious
I drop more science than Mary Eddy teaches
and I got more props already than Luther got Theses

myopic optics can't stop this
can't knock me down i'm gyroscopic
i roll thick and rock headknots
ancient like Coptic break you open like lockpicks
twist you up in double helix like Watson & Crick
turn your life inside out like endoscopic bio pics
clock tick tick tock ticks to six-six-six
your own personal End Times' now, apocalyptic

readin eye chart flows and stoppin hearts cold
like king midas's hex all I see turns to gold
I'm Optometrist Rex, I vex
synapses
the opposition collapses when i move the masses
shakin asses and makin passes at all the girls who wear glasses

drunk on bourbon whiskey,
it's disturbin and risky
how you try and dis me
you don't wanna
i'm quick like katana, slick like satana
aka satan it's fate son
here's a lesson:
you try and teach me
you'll never reach me
blind swordsman zatoichi

Gettin' ill on logistics, shootin out a window, holdin' a little endo, I got an eye infection, it's like zombie ressurection, but I ain't gonna trip, I won't take a hit, from myself, on the face, for my mistake WORD

And yet:

you fear your fate
so bleak
your time's up:
superior
oblique
myokymia

my vision shimmers, my rage simmers
my eyes twitch, still I flip the switch
now your future's gettin dimmer
I'm burning pitch, invisible witch,
fantastitch plastitch elastitch,
which means I stretch slimmer
you wanna start a thing?
Fuck you, I'm Ben Grimmer

[No, I don't know how the Fantastic Four got in there]

I got superior oblique myokymia
It hurts so bad, mamma mia

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