[Verse 1: Doseone & Slug]

Shh, Shhh

Sheer stimulated advantage grown from a bond

Barely instantaneous, allotted is, precedence left [arm]

A not so simple subtle rampant founding foster

Fostered fostering…

The halters engulfed, think lost worth, impulse

In a cage match with instinct tossed

Regressive, wretched, stopped, re-read the sketches

No rocks off for the restless restless restless

Restless whence we broke a

Take a cleanly, instruct car, stick and stone nebulous

One caught from flowering interconnectedness

Assure it never happen again

In about four seconds the teacher will begin to think

Wedged in between when he take a swing and when he blink

Hard as me try, me never be the man

Cause people keep taking my stand as pacifist that a plan

The, beyond, any, begin, however, before, it was, or never

What’s done is… what’s done is…

Would’ve, been, occurred, ever, been born again

What’s done is… done is undone

[Hook: Slug & Doseone]

Who’s the one that’s gonna die for this?

Nobody move

And who’s the one that’s gonna fry for this?

Nobody move

And who’s the one that’s gonna try to kiss

Nobody move

Life smack dead on her lips, her apocalypse

Nobody ends

[Verse 2: Doseone & Slug]

It’s shot tranquil grey order, out so fast

Sacred, communicated each individual emotion

A car sole crashes the is and nothing left

However traces of hatred found in the fossils and erosion

He no finish finer than truce

When the lake get lit fire and the flames hit eye level

Giving no logic a perfect approve

I’ll be scorned, torn by swarm inside asking me “Why settle?”

[Sample: Woman]

He lay down in the tall grass and prepared to wait patiently

Soon the sounds of distant sweet music came to his ears

He looked up in the direction from which they came and saw a small object descending from above

At first it looked like a mere speck, but as it came down, the music became plainer and sweeter

[Verse 3: Alias & Sole (Both)]

Oh how they stifle

Siphon emotion, eye motion

I motion, mostly the disembowelment of vowel movement is best measured by how many books you burn

How many scholarly notions

Cascading through morbid emotions

Window pane evading

Chased by fading echoing, decaying masculids

Master thin candles and incense

Glasses seeping condescending sentence

Afterwards, I find no antidote for petty anecdotes

Swing fist before two lips alone

No hope for those who ponder, wondering

Through cells brought forth by useless electrodes

And modes of weakness, weakness of the movement erodes

You well to intake endowing measures

The pleasures of performing and executing

Ballads prearranged on ledger form a

Catalyst, cataclysm, fallacy, fortitude

Medulla, menacing, medicine, flushing

Spiraling unto the shallow depths of thoughtful mess

Best cast upon the liberated, jaded renaissance man

Man, I once had an idea but it didn’t get me anywhere

Read The Art of War when I should have been out fighting

Why is it the mass is unexposed to so-called great thinkers until they die?

And why do they live in fear of the fighters afraid to leave their insides?

Ah, talking, talking, walking in circles slowly assembling

A faux pas way of thought, but all thought is faux pas

Good point brought to the table of man or myth imploring bumping up

Demanding the process of leaping before jumping

I say take a leap of faith, besides

Nobody woulda knew the author is if they

Didn’t pick up a pen and action and act in

Got me more than imagining the soul, lies

Words only count in assholes and elbows

Pose a moving question for eternal value and mental redemption

Inducing actions for future thought processes exemption

I need not thought, for when a father impulses nature

[Bowl] my hands collect dust

I recollect a loss of lust