any other day, I shutter away, my structure fades, now I'm changing homes
an artists den, tha hardest pen, my swords course in york, it's raining holmes
a garden gaurding my thoughts, I'm starting smarts in why not
climate contol, it's about time this grow a spectacle when eye drop
I'm a bonzai bonsai on my memories that have gone by, I've seen quite a bit which
means i jump step on punk text and mangle it like crunk sex, I'm clean spite ya bitches
they won't believe it I don't recieve if ya never sent, ya measurements
I meet tha customers demand, tha hustler de man, tha craziest ever dreamt
in2 life, like a ginzu knife, I slice nice u don't wanna fight twice, I think u might fright
that I haven't lost it, u don't know what I walk with, u could b my hostage, but u like rights
clouds sail outta mouth's jail, I'll miss this place, don't test tha kids haste
why me, what I see highly finds he who do 2 a timely battle will miss fakes
I'll scatter them, it's won't matter then, even if u u had yur men
worlds would fracture when I had 2 decapitate yur stature friends
u know tha decoys, don't play stupid with me boy, tha 1's that will people
like wars do, peace is tha core dude, but chronic like my rhymes is illegal
rain's situation that flow vents, maybe I have no sense, or I'm stuck in a mad moment
simplicity, in this city, must finish with me, anyway I'm wondering how I rap so tense