When I first landed the damage was anguish, anxiousness, and it for granted but when I first landed I was so relieved I my focus so we exceeded recommended now I the crib? that holds the soul that holds the poet skills exlcusive it leaves illusions of flows I don't suppose you're taking too much too much mind trying to unravel the parable? that dismantled and left the lines in need of assembly so I can the secret key and free all the emcees this spins on a thin axis all axis passes won't you to grasp the atmos' I mean, what did you my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get paid to weed, and grab the mic and more to this than just paying the rent if you're riding on this you need to ride it to the end what could you say as the gets further and further away? as small as balls of clay (x4) some shells get some keep their wigs some get exposed as man big pose some make moves and some stay but everybody seems to some loot, food and a beemer well make mine green with camo insides, 10 tints, Mr. Pibb and some french fries inch by inch I take it closer to the but day by day getting harder to stay sober once again on the edge, head's movement motive, it's easier to be sedated what makes me mighty and another why does my psyche give a damn about or not you like me? if this crime's right I might be I grip this mic tight because it's all I have a grip on so let the losers lose and let the play the difference is the day to the dust clay, what - 4X] who's is that? it ain't mine, and I'm grateful already got a full of clay on my table I'm of handling fate, I know this so do the people that get pissed when this microphonist too get caught up in the lines that emcees thought up but clear to me the ones that fear me are the one's that outta I spot a blemish on your planet's I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever instantly away the misfits the only residue that came of the hypothecially spew sprayed when they swayed I'd em half of 'em can't where the from I may be on you can ask 'em at last, we get down to it there's more sand and fluid in how I and evolve can we solve the No. can we trinkets? No. so when the ink hits it's more than just a flow I can't bring you with me so I'm a leave me centuries from now they're gonna Atmosphere carefully I steer, I'm life is fatal when I go, I wanna go Ho, taken by the play-dough - 4X]