I switch flows around like I'm orbiting planets
talk street, tounge constantly tasting granite
slam it till the the letters split and reverse it
now T.I. can see why I spit this wicked verse shit
fold ya girls chest cause I booker T
scissor kick her spine, she can't look at me
Judging by her cover, she got crooked teeth
a hillbilly jerkin' moby but my dick aint free
word giant verb tyrant, spittin fires at liars
till they asses burn to ashes, I retire they fibers
I'm like the vertigo verse with flow that's vertical
and horizontal infact, a slope that's burstin' yo
I'll never come down cause' my dick is always up
fuck with me and get all of ya vagina hallways cut
the internet is just one big fallopian tube
waiting for my sperm to be injected with no lube
The tetris season, the tetris season
I leave you bleeding with words when I'm speakin x4
Bring your drive to an end, I won't retire your car
nobody standing in line, they don't desire your bars
In ya funeral, ya family sittin, they came to cry
look at them, dressing in black just like AFI
with tears in they eyes, they wishing they died
Tokio Hotel screamin' ''Don't Jump'' from a ride
blast ya ear with a 12 ''guage'' pump from a rhyme
the turrets syndrome, keep ya jumpin' all the time
got a braveheart and a stern face like mel gibson
play his last name like guitars with my spittin
To much to touch so I taint with a paintbrush
when the flow starts people are runnin from rain rush
when I look at the mirrors, now what do I see?
I see tears in my eyes from angelic disease
Yet I don't even feel them when they slide down cheeks
when this Angel turns to Devil, the rhymes does leak
The tetris season, the tetris season
I leave you bleeding with words when I'm speakin x4
this aint soda, pop the caps, you won't win somthing
Come on, drop ya raps, funny they mean nothing
Ileave ya brain fried with my rhymes from my mind
come back, smack your face with hightides and my lines
now it's funny when biters wanna really copywrite
cause it's apparent that they do that now they really wanna fight
I torch you like johnny storm running the olympics
then freeze you, but you ''still'' burn, dry ice is so cryptic
they paid me for every bar lost by collateral damage
like goverment for the trade, I'm a spittin writtin savage
these Internet MC's will get rapped in an ethernet
rippin and I'll leave you wet, and you better believe I'm best
I won't stop eating spines till I get electricuted
if you talk about the techs? then use it, I don't respect the stupid
you on the internet texting cupid, asking for love
denied, so you jerk to man in the mirror with micheal jackons' glove
The tetris season, the tetris season
I leave you bleeding with words when I'm speakin x4