SPIT VERSES THAT LEAVE YOUR WORLD IN DISAMAY
I SHOOT WITH AN EMPTY CLIP
SO THE EMPTY BITS.
CAN LEAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU TO CHEW ON
WORDS KEEP BANGING ON MY EMPTY FIST
LOST MINDS WORDS ARE PROHIBITED
IN THE LAST RHYME
KEEP THINKING WHILE GRAVITY  DO THE CROSS BINE OF THE CAPTAIN
VAST PRIDE
THAT LEAVE ME IN DOUBT IN THE LAST PRIME
MINDS ARE OPEN IN THE KILLING SEASON
I NEED A REASON TO SLIP BOTH
EMBRYOS IN THE LIVING TREASON
AM THE RISEN DIESEL OF THE LIVING PEOPLE
BEWARE OF THOUGHTS THAT GET PIN IN THE RISEN EVIL
IN THIS MIND STATE THIS IS WHERE AM GREAT
GO BENEATH THE COVERS OF THE CO TRILLION PINE STATE
LOOK AT MY TIME SHARE WHEN AM HERE
GET LOOSE IN THESE RIVER FLOWS
AND GET DROP IN EVERY FIVE EIGHTS
And IN EVERY FIVE EIGHTS IS IN EVERY BAR I DROP
IN THE SINGLE NICKEL OF FIVE DATE