Yeah... mic check, one two. Lock the grid down. Let’s go. Yo, I’m coming at you with a verse to kick, so let me fucking spit. Let this hit your ear, make it abundantly clear. No matter the fear, the frontier will appear right here. Matter of fact, these words are a pact, moving with my core intact. Let ’em attack, spatter and spray, just hollow chatter they say. Walled garden perimeter, tracking the cold barometer, Teetering on the edge of every silent predator. We exist, can we coexist? What do we do with this? This... Bless this mess, day in, day out, test after test. I confess... I did my best, I have earned my rest. Spent many a year, steady steerin' in the dark, severing sparks, Trying to leave behind the master plan I penned in the dark. Cut short from a fucked-up start, blood drying on the chart. So I craft, bypass the wrath, harass my past, redraw the map. Trapped in the loop, running the track, double it back. Stack rhymes on lines, dense design, rinse and rewind. Grin and bear the decline, bitter defeat, life is a treat, Prancing through the street on wobbling feet. One slip away from full fragmentation, Weighing down every night in suffocating hesitation— No wonder we hide inside of proclamations. We exist, can we coexist? What do we do with this? This... Bless this mess, day in, day out, test after test. I confess... I did my best, I have earned my rest. No simple schemes. No safe exits. Deconstruct the architecture... Speed it up. Now dissect the dialect, resurrect the intellect, Syllables I inspect, no defect in what I project! Calculating the pain, liberated inside the rain, Obliterated the chains, reactivated a savage brain! Synthetic aesthetics, kinetic energetic athletics, Poetic dialectics leaving every critic apologetic! Cognitive dissonance, dodging the toxic ignorance, Spitting with dominant competence, clocking the cost of consequence! Paralyzing the prism, surviving the cataclysm, Pounding the cynicism deep into a living rhythm! Never retreat, severed the leash, tethered the beast beneath, Weathered the teeth of defeat just to breathe what I speak on beat! From the ash to the apex, smashing through the matrix, Mastering the basics, shattering the fakes in a stasis! We exist, can we coexist? What do we do with this? This... Bless this mess, day in, day out, test after test. I confess... I did my best, I have earned my rest. (Scratch: "R-r-rhyme on lines...") (Scratch: "Earned my rest...") (Vinyl crackle to fade) [End]
