[Verse 1 - Relapse]
Technique blossoms, unique physique modern, all these critiques' rotten
Sin like antique Sodom; dickride excessively so they use oblique condoms
Mystique forgotten; intermission to remind of my ambition of the mind
Tradition of my kind to mercilessly disintegrate opposition from behind
Definition of these rhymes? The time and place where divinity lives in hell
Got an affinity for a cell, lyricism infinity and excel, vicinity is farewell
Duo with Spyder: not a trinity that can't spell; et cetera. eternal crown
Infernal sound, fiery words; this external pound makes your internals drown
My journals confound, blood-stained pages, your gut-pains drained ya
Just remain ageless, exponentially take it to the next level when I gain stages
Release the constrained ages, maturity builds, your self-security's killed
Purity's spilled like Pandora's Jar: your secret's out, the obscurity's filled
No need for rehearsing skills, "reversing thrills" like amusement park rides
Feuding sparks replies; topple democracy to show TR's students' dark sides
These secluded "sharks" "bite"; anger the Gods and we'll slaughter Titan Atlas
Apocalypse begins; "At World's End", Spy and Lapse father the tightest classics
[Hook X2]
Shadow of a smile, eyes closed, trying to think of a rhyme...
No need for pen or paper when writing with ink of the mind...
[Verse 2 - Spyder]
My lyrical talent a miracle to challenge, my testaments right
This skill like a ‘life investment’ endin yours so invest in your life
Aristocrat spittin gats, aint even gettin your weapons all right
Battle if you steppin lets fights, my spit like holy water blessin the mic.
Rap disciple, the crowd found I crash the vinyl
Now you down, bound with Relapse crackin spinals.
My words hit, absurd shit, pin point when im startin the track
My brain racin when that needle drop and became sharp as a tack.
Carnage in fact, the Spyder at an alarmin rate your dead
Fuck fists I conversate instead, dont you know I dominate the web?
I Even the odds its science like the Atoms/Adams im splittin apart
Rippin individuals hearts from the fuckin minute it starts.
Intricate bars got you kissin the tar, im just new to the fame
Pop Caps, Pull and Cock back to put Macs into shame.
Never tried suicide… though I heard the Bullet bites
I just might pull it right, as Le Tunisien fakes to write.
Line 8+9 – pin point, needle, sharp as a tack…you get it
Line 10+11 – Carnage goes with Spiderman…Spyder,
Dominate the Web… internet and spiderweb. & Adam and Eve
Line 14 – PC and Macs, also dissin Macdaddy
Line 15+16 – yes those are disses to Tuni and Bullet Boy
biting lyrics is the reason btw. Hence Bullet bites
[Hook X2]
Shadow of a smile, eyes closed, trying to think of a rhyme...
No need for pen or paper when writing with ink of the mind...