(Verse 1: Asymptote)
Twisted, liquored up, spitter. Quicker on every letter
Litter up, ever home, more bitter by the minute
Tick. tick, tock, tick, clock click, stop it, tip it, pour it top it
Knock it back, bottoms up, fill my cup, red plastic, disposable fanatic
Attic empty minded, before and after puzzle matter, former latter
Pitter-patter footsteps, high heels, red dress, show legs, no less low cut, your breasts
Notice, flow this, show this, microphonist, how come nobody in the bay know this
So its, underground, how deep, 6 feet rising, My thing, is everybody seems surprised
Perplexed by the man with the big blue eyes, Doesn't stand much more than a five foot five
Six foot, seven foot, I barely wear a nine, My mind is in a place where the sun don't shine
Write it down, auto, doesn't need a motto, all those wanna be a fan
Get with the plan, brochure, my hand, your hand, SF bandwagon 12 step suicidal program
Slow jams, headnoddic, hypnotic, wrist bands, wrist pins, pistons, keep your journals tucked in
Before their stuck in, stripped, cylinder cracks, chipped, blueprint, stroke, align bore, washboard no more
Overboard, specs, A/F, whats next, Natural Aspiration coming straight from the chest
Couldn't best my timing, rhyming, I'm in phase, top dead, drop it, maximum speed
Drop it, foot floored, shift 5, 4, 3, red revs engage, baby please don't seize
Please don't see, any, Crown V's, down hill, going least 123
How these, gonna be like me, writers strike me, enticing
No notions, fluid verbal oceans, no depth, no motion
Coast is closing in, driftwood, float in
No mans land, for a crew at sea, fasting
13 weeks deep, lasting keep, pushing, shoving
Just keep hustling demo's, mixes, cd's, something
Huffing and puffing, wheezing geeze
Squeeze every last breath, out of these MC's
Till' there's not one word, not a one word left
Not one word right, and only vertices kept
Going up, going up, going up, going
Down, going down, going down going
Sound check, sound check, sound
(Ay yo Leethal Dose!)
How about now?
Verse 2: (Leethal Dose)
Staring into shadows, wondering if cat's will smile back
Spirits on my shoulder telling me to pull the trigger back
Looking in my closet, being haunted by the empty bottles
Liquor in my system, overdosing I'll be gone tomorrow
Gurney where my head will lie
Sirens though the silent night
Niggas caught me slipping
No one could even say goodbye
Buried, just a shovel
No one even threw a ceremony
Walking around with ghouls and goblins
Raising up the cemetery
Missing from the mortuary, the living dead
Pencil shavings, being scribbled
Thoughts are being filled with red
Trying to make my friends, middle finger staying up
If I get a woman, I'm smearing up her make-up
Don't gotta say much, spitting verses like it's bubble wrap
Meaning once I pop, every rapper's line is going flat
Verses are Uranium, I'm writing every single thought
Marvel at the titans, Thomas Jefferson with writer's block
Thinking that I'm Tony Stark, lyrics hit like turtle shell
Never understand me, but you feel me like I'm speaking braille
Break into asylums, grab a jacket, speak to Hannibal
You can call me Psycho, eating rappers like I'm cannibal
Sickest motherfucker, everybody say I'll never make it
Tricking all my feelings, swishing, rolling, eating, spaceships
Taking off like rockets, I'm gazing up at stars
Midgets grabbing ladders, LD raising up the bars
Verse 3: (Asymptote)
Fires from the heavens, and the messages from hell
Pick, tell me, quick, what threat society inhales
Expel it, Sell it, flip it, flipping birds, flipping words
Flipping spit, flipping every flipping verse is a flipping curse
Witches brew, stir, stir it up, stir
Stir it up sir, stir it up worse, Stir it up first
Add me a basket of hope words, and cope words and dope words
A fat pack rat scat, and cat fur
The Fire's heaven sent, the message is from hell
I'm the fire-starter, Bringing you the river Styx mail
Ticketed, from the rivers sickening wicked sails
River Styx tolls for all, both heavens and the hells
Drop me in much more twisted than I thought it was, overcrowded, the bottom, pages
Autonomous severed soul discord, opportunistic ambiguous lift fists for
Different mischievous, looking lips for
Less than angelic pitiful whispers, never wanted anything more than to kiss her
Unzip hers, hit it, quit it, and slip hearse
Listeners that pick worst, pick up all of that shit verse
Discover being the worlds biggest shit hurts
Misters and Misses that miss always get picked
Don't worry, we know that karma's a bitch
She pick dicks from the devils, masterminds of Lucifer
