Released on July 7, 2017

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Verse 1:

Yo yo yo

Aye you ever heard

A style thats as ILL as this?

ILL flows

Over instruments

Define Diverse

Is the syllabus

No, Defy Da Verse

Its limitless

Im so broad

And meticulous

Like yo mom

When she's licking this

Theres no equivalence

When Im spitting this

Fucking disgraces

Using white privilege

If I rhyme syllables

And tie syllabus

With my principles

You like wickedness

So don't try Nicholas

I know of 5 incidents

When my synthesis

Had the right stimulus

Im sniffing shit

Like 9 stimulants

So the vividness

In this shits continuous

Ive been different

And so significant

Plus Im to persistent with

It for a coincidence

(Chorus)

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice

Verse 2:

If Im right here

And you're right there

Then I might be

Your nightmare

Hope that makes ya

Stop ya shit cause

This flow's blowing

Rocketships up!

Like Im the wickedest spitter

Vindictive bitch getter

Drinking this big cup

Getting my dick sucked

Sipping the liquor

Get to the teller

And stick up the shit cause

Robbery's my

College degree

And honesty's

Not logic to me

Probably the

Hottest emcee

Hard as can be

And far from the scene

Where kids spit

Bout popping some E

And think Molly's (MDMA)

Gon wash all their sheets

You need a real person

That you can lean on

And not the syrup

To make your theme songs

(Chorus)

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice

Verse 3:

The party's great

And Im feeling right

But Honest Abe

Wouldn't drink and drive

McConaughey

Makes the lincoln rhyme

But the bone collector has no

Piece of mine (peace of mind)

Just a piece of thigh bone

Cause the freak's a psycho

Like he keeps his eye's closed

When he leaves the lights on

Im a genius like those

Socrates and Plato

Think alike as play-dough

Morph into a sigh so

Its cause this freaking iPhone

Does everything for me I can't spell or write yo

When they fix my typos

I just stay in idle

Mean I just stay an idol

Cause Ill spit in idylls

Like YEE HA

Farmer John

Ill sing songs

And harvest crops

Ill kill off the

Ladddi daaahhs

Til the keys lost

And coffins locked

(Chorus)

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice

I can spill the greatest things

The method is to make it clean

Paint it, Scrap it, Redo it twice

Lace it backwards like dude Im nice