OH YEAAAAH!!!!! insignifa four letter word never spitta lickatung germ the temperature churns the melting pots herbs the physical presence assured an urn not concerned i've learned that sticks break and stones ain't fun to talk to but words haunt you binky pinky inky clyde 2 tickets please for this genuwine pony ride abide by rules before 5 or after 9 i spy tie died saliva like lines iron lung dent chimes yoga phlegm split shine styles on hiatus shipeshaft us transform and upload to a space in googles basement my adidas, serve better as chew toys for baby cheetahs lvl hdz you cant join us, you cant beat us ive been a nuisance since justin beiber was still a fetus and james howlett was to pussy to get at the phoenix So fly on the feet skywalker OG/ nightstalker creep low, low-talker no sleep/ bags under eyes, bags underlined/ cash under the table for a bag of the kind/ my chucks kick, punch, its all in the mind/ I dont need to push my inertia works fine I-/ reminisce to younger days of bliss/ innocence and ignorance when hunger pains didnt exist/ used to be me and my kicks and we were up against the planet/ now it's: LvL HDz vs. the galaxy, man the cannons/ can of worms, can of spam, no you cant, YES I CAN/ your pajama-jammy-jams been puttin us to sleep/ I'd have to stop smokin weed just to make it through your album/ grindin my teeth to the root- pass the Talcum/ I'm 'bout to baby powder back smack a bitch/ and if I'm steppin on ya toes? consider it a fashion tip/

mixed mystic mocking your kid's sixth sense misogynistic sith ruler of the misfits rumpelstiltskin ruin buckle-less kicks kent clark's heart's ripped apart overzealous wrist pricks fragrance is krypton been beyond the ripple of a bee yawn over dead kintaro to see kahn geek off, winner take all comic remnants, shredded to the 16th by 8 ions mistress, first name person, middle of, last interest send her up, Cinderella strut, crush peons to dust blown cover speak klingon the crux of our conversation rust for no reason how do you like your eggs? beaten til they're double dead party on garth, sober up at the mustard keg straddling the line between avant-garde and knuckle head no aimless braggadocio bout being the best til such is said Batteries not included, mass assembly required highwire acrobatics, back flippin man spider fire eater dragon born, matterhorn yeti squad putting the “get it on!” in “everybody gets it wrong” searchin for a better song, neverending story though sleepin on a bed of nails, hammered till the morning show strong arm sweaty, Edward fifth of liquor hands copped Paul Bunyan’s ox and walked away the bigger man pitter patter, chitter chatter, cut with drivel liquid laughter rhythm scattered like this pattern didn’t matter this perfect spiral to the bottom of the barrel of a shotgun carry the 2, drop 1 your math doesn’t add up because you’re part of the problem this is not a solution, this is more of a solvent dissolving the fog in my memory card don’t need no radar to know where my enemies are not reinventing the wheel just reinserting this quarter tied to fishing line i promise its almost over x2 well they shoulda put clothes on the battle toads and gave em better names road rash slap viper wit the chain go mad max it's your birthday drunk face flat haphaz zero fucks given bout you lab rats bout as honest as a laugh track loud cowboy chest catch buried hatchet doctor frankenshrink sasquack right back after these messages vogue to the expose of all my skeletons it's a barbie world that magneto futilely meddles in when there's plenty of leopards in the trees that need deafening stud muffin on a bud cookie zooted trying to woogie flexin like adonis, hippies bask in the excellence thumb war champ, rubber chicken division where my super ego slumbers rolling in that dunder mifflin on the precipice of instant crocodile tears in the goblet simply killing cogs and sprockets Give me sight beyond sight, fight stronger than flight bite harder than bark and heart broader than might rocking the mic in a hard place for arts sake with flips & explosions like I wrote it in a car chase watch it, watch it split you when it hits you Yoshimitsu with a ginsu rip through tissue and sinew quicker than the wind blew chunks on the front lawn red cups crushed by the tusks of this mastodon in other words I party harder than the mad hatter can’t crack my code when I’m feeding you bad data paranoid parasites are part of my paradigm parallel with my apparent obsession with pantomime hands flyin’ everywhere, actin out my aggravation roger rabbit in Japanese- live action anime activate the acetates, this masochistic masquerade will lacerate your plastic face… nobody’s mask is safe. not reinventing the wheel just reinserting this quarter tied to fishing line i promise its almost over x2 lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz lvl hdz, lvl hdz, lvl hdz or catch the jagged edge of an enchanted hammersledge

If you don't know me from adam then you shouldn't be eavesdropping cuffing these sleeves I've been, making no green autumn me or 3 :16's nigga steve austin show stealing son of a shotgun, the scenes watching be warned or be caught in a storm of epic proportion no stopping when the mood i am not in more not than often I'm waking vaping or hotboxing coffee eggs and bacon and situating my stock options the slow talking, christopher jabbawalken sinister introvert on a misson so microscopic you squinting thinking thats death in the distance but thats me knocking on your noggin wit a tutankhamun curse for your optics, watch this wish my enemies could see me now so i could boss em i dont rap i think aloud it just happens to sound awesome the m. bison type to catch life and laugh when Jake asks what i did with the knife yikes everybody say goodbye to the good guys this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize you've been saved for the last time all your heroes are dead It's the siamese wonder twins, Fire-beak, Thunder-spit/ my bread roll is gross because the gutter's where the butter is/ tell your publicist to publish this or catch a drunken fist/ flyin at him faster than a handful of monkey shit/ fucking disgusting is an understatement/ over worked and underrated probably intoxicated/ on any occasion, I'm celebrating my greatness/ don't tell me to pump my breaks if you aint even in my lane/ I break bad over beats, tweakin on the bass line/ till I can't feel my face, I dont waste time I take time-/ flies... feed on rotting clocks/ try to sneak up on time, but it's always on my watch/ that's word to Dermaphoria, word to California/ where everybody's stoned like a Terracotta warrior/ the glory days are over but my story's just begun/ you can choose your own adventure but you lose in every one/ everybody say goodbye to the good guys this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize you've been saved for the last time all your heroes are dead x2 i try to subdue my urges, cravings and fits of rage my disregard for margins and marching right off the page me and the genre that i claim don't have much in common these days emo was not a phase, angry was not a phase i can't rap a certain way or dance how you say I'm the mutha fuckin sandman get off of my stage if your idea of a classic causes ass clapping action then you wasn't raised right, and you probably need your ass kicked Far from your average, don't even try to label it/ playlist assassins, killin off your favorites/ it's- not a phase, it's the nature of the beast/ it's the contents of our pockets, it's the monsters in my dreams/ that, constantly haunt me, constantly evolving/ revolving around this revolution that keeps stalling/ what are we waiting for? nobody safe no more/ its not a statement, we ready to start a war!/ everybody say goodbye to the good guys this is your fault, don't ask why when rap dies we gon rock the boat until this mutha fucka capsize you've been saved for the last time all your heroes are dead x2