M vs. M

Verse 1:
Through minds I propagate, rest where waves of thought break,
When the gods spoke through harmony,
Truth is what I provoke, sink where money floats,
My reason rediscovered through generations, sometimes sedated,
When injected with personal gain, I sound strange,
Impressions are no longer deep, because I fail to teach,
My clarity of life, abused by sales and formula,
Clearly, I seek order through chaos theory,
The daylight star that powders through your note,
My association with your mind shines brightest when it's powered by nothing,
Actually, I help you plummet without gravity, uncovering human fallacies,
I evolve when they crawl, and they lose when I fall,
As the universe disperses, I converge into a force,
Invisible hydraulics, close my fist to hold the subatomic,
While painting life graphic, I expose movie reels, being played in front of plastic veils,
Been said to sing to the ones who have no voice left and touch those who go deaf,
Through experiment I am conceived, through he I bleed, without whom,
You can hope to dig deeper,
Through exploration experience elevation to the heart of fusion,
Gods and fools equally dance to my rhythm, I give in, only to what you call silence,
Really most lack taste for my confused state,
It's purest form, adds a fifth dimension of space,
When tainted, by default I cease to exist and take heed for my mood changes with bliss,
And my presence violates the time on your wrist,

Verse 2:
I hail from the laws of numbers, wake your greed in slumber,
My value is vital in today's world, for I am a requisite for survival,
Been known by different names, but I still fill the slot that represents a medium of exchange,
My absence gives rise to basic, in excess I clip the wings of angels, offer reality to the poor,
At the core of which lies an illusion of the rich,
My weakness is, I don't speak of moderation,
The poisoned apple, thrown by the forces unknown, lying at the heart of any crime without emotion,
The watermark takes me paper to banshee, as an engine to chassis,
Through time I have evolved, teach seeds to bleed for my crown,
A necessity by your very nature, I throw salt at melodies,
While books speak of entropy, I prove it as a daily habit,
Gods blessing to the destitute, though reputed to call progress my brainchild,
It's a farce, don't ever believe your world spun around a star,
The ignoble made my absence vacuum and created me to sell what was always yours back to you,
Watch as a I quietly alienate a social being from society,
But in another sense, how can I be evil?
When my conception was to give decency to natural selection,
Maybe prophetic to possess, but with greed I become carcinogenic,
In this era, hail me the greatest dictator,
And my power shall give you shallow reasons for what you believe in,
Feed your hunger child, but remember I reduce your life to numbers,
The shadow creepers have learnt to control me by keeping you ignorant,
I've been a bitch to the corrupted,
A ticket the worker,
A myth to the neglected,
And a weapon for takeover,
I hang superman by his own cape and move under tables when I escape.