Grime is in my bloodline,
Like the lost minds,
That dine on swine and imported Philistine red wine,
I only speak when I rhyme,
The rest of the time, I stay comotose like a mime,
and communicate with extraterrestials in sign,
sublime messages that cause damages to mine workers that don't go under,
Trying to talk the talk but they only utter stutters,
hell is filled with labels cause the devil wears Prada,
and my rhymes are universal like the smell of Marijuana,
brain damage cause they're missing the medula oblungata,
but plugged into to new systems like SATA,
Psycogenesis stores more data than Encarta,
spartan type decapatation in the town square,
cause light and dark you can never compare,
but there are always cats that are unaware,
so, my footnotes tell them to bring a set of clean underwear...
stole 5 gold mics in a furniture store pure, platinum core
one for rhyming and the other four to be used when i go on tour
came in ag, read te posts, saw the qouted post and got so bored
how the f*** do cats come up with some lyricism before god?
one thing about him, his a great vocabularist with missing wrists
no meaning, just a collection of words from oxford dictionaries
do you have to go through all that prouble of a word series
give too much attention of methaphoz,nowadays even a full claim to be a boss
you wear baggy jeans and duragz, inside those pants i can see that lip gloss
a ganster on a female store?, claim to be hardcore but uses stuff thats softcore
in school i faced too much detention, just to seek public attention
a collection of wise words is what you find and see in me
long words that dont connect is what you get in him
my sweat tastes like sugar espicially when you spray my face with steam
get inside your nuts and make your a** scream
one nigga making sense and the other cat ran out of tune
