Dialogue: What is the Gemini effect?
It’s the act of altering the truth to appeal to the desires of the masses. In other words, telling them what they want to hear in order to gain something out of it . . .

Verse 1 – Idiomz:
I can’t believe what I be hearing
Bait and switch on a hook
Just like a trap
Cause they be snaring
Seeking out trophy heads
Like taxidermist be preparing
Orphaning the younger generation
No one’s caring

Manipulated truths indulging in idolatry
Crafty spoken lyrics
Symbolically in their poetry
And even though we’re ‘sposed to
Test every spirit
Complacency overtakes us
We accept it when we hear it
Afraid to draw the line because of toes
That we may step on
But I’m a drive these nails into the cross
So we can press on
Refuse to lay it down like a mattress
Getting slept on
Taking it to the masses in the gutter
Getting crept on
The Gemini effect ain’t business as usual
Pulling them back like cuticles
Exposing you like plain view
And when it hits the fan
They only ever want to blame you
Singular train of thought
Derails the track so they can shame you

Verse 2 - J. Hakeem
I spit that sick asphidity
Vitamins and minerals
Gangsters with principles
And educated criminals
No reservations
Just tomahawks and Seminoles
Looking for a fix
This romance is chemical
Yo Who the reason emcees
So cynical
I apply pressure
Tween the third and fourth ventricle
Water on the brain
Got a subconscious swimming pool
Archimedes principle
Hang to every syllable
Define the pinnacle when rhyming is dependable
A miracle how time can turn
A slave into a general
I'm out in Babylon sweating in the hot sun
As-Salāmu `Alaykum
Even strapped during Ramadan
And I would hate to get
Blood on my uniform
Writing my expression in the birth place
Of cuneiform
This is the Gemini effect on a Libra
Need more proof
Tune in for the sequel

Verse 3 – Idiomz:
Third time’s a charm
Ring the alarm against the heathens
Conquer the chosen people
Like the King Nebuchadnezzar
Neo-Babylonian
Babbling on their own again
Drowning in self-indulgent sin
Cut off from their home again
Towering like infernos
Internal combustion chambers
Spewing like molten magma
Like anime forms to manga
Perverted rituals indulgent like Caligula
Hollywood fictitious portrayal
Like Dirk Diggler
Sinister representatives
Representing the sinners
Veterans of the pulpit
Intermingled with beginners
Racing to find the finish in the end
There’s still no winners
Running around in circles like four tops
Call them the spinners
Double talk
Back and forth
Selling their lies like politicians
Hiding behind the cross in their disguise
To look like Christians
Even their forked tongues can’t hide the venom
They be spitting
Exposing the effect
That’s my mission
So listen

Verse 4 - J. Hakeem
Blood sweat and tears
Ink stains from a pen
This is what it feels like
Eating in the lion's den
The age of reasoning
Philosophers
And science men
Anchored like the pyramids
And other pebbles in the sand
Yo
Who you know That got
Ex-felons for their mentors
And still posses intelligence
To qualify for Mensa
I spit that righteousness
That fuel for the contenders
That substance of some sustenance
So please return to sender
These fools ain't worried
'Bout how they 'gon be remembered
So I hope their knees are sturdy
And their vertebra is limber
My wordplay is embers
And you 'gon need a blender
To dilute the potency
Serve them like bartenders
Facing a hard winter
While rappers hibernating
I'm in this cold world searching
For a thawed dinner
I'm heating up
Just like a summer in Caracas
This a warning to imposters
Leave them shook like a maracas
And I'm out