[Instrumental Intro] Yeah... they said we couldn't serve both. They said the paint on my face and the blood on my knuckles couldn't bow the same damn knee. Fuck that. This one's for every wicked clown crawling out the gutter with scripture still wet behind his ears. God seen me at my worst. He still called me by my goddamn name. Listen— So is I bad English, or am I teaching too much? Has pass pad class add ass raid radd, known that, sup shorted on this little low-life pet, employed now what, how below I own now. Then again this age, this two and two, remember who's running with you. Crew bolt, strangle-hold, colt, red-hot lick, click-clack, cock of doom slick, sex the next god, odd brain act. Isn't your page—oh, my rage. What was, does and bottles mage, almost trusting those at bat, both off me, grrr, haha, muhahaha. Now I'm of these streets, it's conveyed. Lighter fired up now, lose again, never grain off. By too many, attuned—only one stays in these rust bars. Rust bars busted, time burst, not curse bomb. Hat off, the heard rang out. Got this gang about this, add traffic on. Stop—visual bottle-cap drive-by lie. Smother bitter bot chop, chop, oak-grower teeth. Grind 'em slow, ninja, grind 'em holy. We the grinders with chickens in it, bloody shit. Leader-feeder, quality-finder. Time—second time—third at the top! New DEA shield all day, beast inside out, from state to state. And come on out on my streets, song bangs back, auto-attack this ate. Halfway across protection, laws of a dog. Crows loud, call stall, hit a whale, grrr. Then come bad back, bit torrent further with this call. Eagle this faithfully, follow, lock on this flight. Inndet light. Encryption needed. Message learned, also unedited, too. Delight each speech, a speck, love earned, ear not paid. Star violent by nun, hoes some million years afterwards. Does and fearful eyes unseen, aha—hidden by tearful drops, splash radio rash. Bags, tags and wags, base banzai, flip out freak. Overkill the still-breath, here to die. Fuzz-space guards who whips worth too higher, and collect all displayed. Poem—warn—adorn, swarm on, grrr. I'm warm. Must be. I can think, so, by the way, blink, back to back, ITM. Yeah, that's my church right there, painted faces in the back pew, Faygo on the altar cloth. M-three by well that ling, being King, MING, grr grr, notice ring, one coup of soup. Hold on, haha. This hiss is gonna be big, bitch, might shake me out of me. Come on, man, knight me, sword carried, best church four homeless couch pilots. It on chair, black hair of darkness DJAM. He dares fuck the glare. I'm the hair in that growth. I devote this. His is that wiggle of the middle finger, pointer little wedding, brittle, naked. Butter lube, big bell swell, high-Dell stealer, candy reed. Buck buck, goose chase, case, bass, cunt. Don't be mean, uni is on the lose. Cruz with me, I'll got clues, big bus blues and rose pose. I linger, close up, leave shop, then hop to hip, hip-hop. Shadow ringer, stinger, jail singer, jail leaver, no bail. Raver, rate X top ten, then state, mate. This is check mate. Single. About that. Modding that. Protect that's my body, some armor of moral faith. See, they buried me in the rust bars and called it justice. They fingerprinted my sins and filed 'em under low-life. But Christ ain't never scanned my file. He just said follow, and I ain't dropped the hatchet since. Fuck a curse bomb, I'm the time-burst. Fuck the drive-by lie, I'm the bottle-cap pop, the smothered bitter chop, the oak grown from gutter teeth. God odd brain act— I ain't your page, I'm the whole damn rage. What-was and bottles mage, almost trusting no more. I walk state to state with a beast inside out, new shield, old scars, third time at the top. And every wicked clown I pass on the Ave, I tell 'em the same shit: the light inndet, the encryption needed, the message learned—unedited, too. Delight each speech. A speck. Love earned, ear not paid. Star violent by nun? Fine. I'll be the quiet one, some million years afterwards, faithful eyes unseen, hidden by tearful drops—splash. Radio rash, bags, tags and wags, base banzai flip-out freak for the Kingdom. Overkill the still breath? Bitch, I'm here to die—daily. Pick up the cross daily— so the fuzz-space guards can whip worth whatever they want. I collect what's displayed: Poem. Warn. Adorn. Swarm on. I'm warm. So one coup of soup, hold on. This hiss is gonna be big. It already shook me out of me, and I let it. Knight me. Sword carried. Church of the homeless couch pilots, brown-haired shit-talkers, dare-glare walkers. I'm the hair in that growth, and I devote this, every wiggle of the middle finger pointed at hell. Don't be mean. Uni is on the lose. And me? I'm on the win. Cruz with me, clues in hand, blues in the other, rose pose, linger, close, hop to hip-hop shadow. No bail needed. Already ransomed. Paid in full, you know who signed it. Rust bars busted. Time burst open. Check mate, mate.
