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Travis been to spit lyrical backflips on tracks with skate kicks
had the flyest but I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin
I Crooked grind your for not listenin',
I'm regular, you stuck in fakie position
The funny thing is I don't skate but I'll deflate whole ego
Manipulate your and replace it with something uglier than
The product of and Patrick Ewing havin' a baby
(Damn you crazy) Nah just a little misunderstood
I got the planet in confusion, for the simple fact my vocabulary lacks the word
Contusions are placed across the bodies of any
I'll leave my mark then disappear J.D. Salinger,
As emcee's continue scuffin' their knees,
Suckin' the dicks of A&R's just to get their platinum and cars,
keep on doin' my thing,
Broke as Macy would be with a regular voice trying to sing,
Who wanna bring it to these Apple affiliates,
Act and you'll get split down the middle like a Philly gets,
had enough of all these silent menaces,
I'm for peace but you'll get quickly with violent sentences,
The only witnesses be later notified to come identify the dental records of a kid offended mine,
you ain't a of mine so I suggest you call me Mr. McCoy
Hot will burn and blister you boy

We manifest through tape decks and colored markers,
Invade your space like from down parka's,
We legends in our own and every rhyme is living proof,
We drinkin' from the fountain of youth,
And when we we're pissin' innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything your mouth dispense necessarily pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you can't food for mic skills,
But if you could I'd be lovely, believe me.

Travis be like the influenza, flow sick,
These rappers on some old common cold (SHHH),
I'm than that, and plus you always suck (YECK) quicker than that,
And H20 aqua we be than that, and if at
Anytime shit gets to hard to handle I'm out raw,
Chainsaw and all Bruce Cambell,
out the darkness with an army of creeps,
Caffeine allowin' Travis to get no sleep,
Cause cat's speak soft, and quick to hard like Charles Bronson,
Shoutin' out Brooklyn, knowin' they from Wisconsin,
That's why I'm always concentratin' I'm puffin' cheeba,
We down with New State and the city of Geneva,
G-Town's my residence where I stack my dead presidents,
And in my mind it ain't no time for irrelevance, on now
I you knew better, my rhymes are nines and my mouth's a lyrical berretta
But better...YET...I make you like Keith,
And have your whole crew fallin' out like teeth.

We manifest through tape decks and colored markers,
Invade your space like feathers from parka's,
We legends in our own times and rhyme is living proof,
We drinkin' forty's the fountain of youth,
And when we done pissin' innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the rent
Or the bills, you can't trade food for mic skills,
But if you I'd be eating lovely, believe me.

Who start it like us, rip a part it us,
who you know jump on the and get retarded like us?
Who start it us, rip a part it like us,
who you know on the stage and get retarded like us?
Who it like us, rip a part it like us,
who you jump on the stage and get retarded like us?
Who start it like us, rip a part it us,
who you know on the stage and get retarded like us?
GCH will it happen regardless of the element,
From breakdancing, beats, shit, to straight rappin',
Who got mama's hands clappin'?
Zappin' cats like the third rail, rappers soundin' sweet over stale ass beats,
Come on get serious, you're making me furious these lame clich's and whack hooks
Oh you ain't me? I'll beat you to death with black books,
Now that I got your undivided, you got a mic? You hide it,
I'm creepin' six deep with swords of drunk pirates
eye patches, no teeth and burnt eye lashes,
so they sleep and stay dodgin' car crashes,
I'll smash your pride like a that just got his fame stolen,
Bash you with a mic so hard I'll leave your swollen,
Cut to the I'll just get to the point first, cause frankly
You're shit is than Fred Durst's best verse,
AND(AND)IT'S(IT'S)LIKE(LIKE)THAT(THAT)

We manifest through decks and prisma colored markers,
Invade your space like from down parka's,
We in our own times and every rhyme is living proof,
We drinkin' forty's the fountain of youth,
And when we done pissin' innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything your mouth dispense necessarily pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you can't trade for mic skills,
But if you could I'd be lovely, believe me.