Verse 1 - Hex One

To infinity's where we take this matrix, still the pill'll be make-shift

Relate wits with stray clips, mental weaporny sprays six

Them fick pricks, on their jelous melons we break bricks

And shake kids so quick, my clique's developing race kits

For spaceships with bass hits, drill 'em with basics

Dealing with greatness and beat breaks I fill them with paint mix

Late late prints daze chicks and then I drill 'em in late flicks

That's if we aggregate chips, and shit we will if we make sense (make sense)

We gon' be fulfilling these statements

Plunder under the ground sounds, then conceal 'em in basements

Kill the replacements, leave the realness hidden in snake pits

Until you dig 'em and feel 'em as ancient

Then my skill'll be sacred

I'd rather have that than waste it

Before the scrilla from ASCAP defaced it

When styles were just better, and nobody acted wild for this cheddar

We bringing that back now to forever

Verse 2 - Teknition

From every memory to be treasured

Thats given the ability

As a feather to floot the instability of the wheater that rains

And the truth of epitome is a pleasure

That sharpens any guillotine to be severed

I've slain, I claim, I suppose incivility can be measured by pain

And happiness is fulfilling me with the nectar I crave

But at that point it be killing to the neglect her

And I'm an addict for every simile put together

My brain, it reveals any entity in my sector

And blend the appendages from the images that are stellar in frames

I plug it in like auxiliaries from the Heavens

Then channel through microphones from infinity 'til forever, I bring

Integrity that fits it's imminent position

Becoming one with an intricate collision

In this engie my spirit is the pistons

My soul's the snare to the hinge of this suspension

That spins on oil, my instrument's a living

Mechanism that performs in indigenous conditions

With little flaws and limitless inventions

Intermission's a primitive intention

I want the srats and ascend through its ascension

And travel far in this infinite dimension

Venting to enter into the clouds

I'm recoznizing this feeling and this indifferent smile

Think I'mma kick it awhile

There is no ending to this genuine sound

No past or present

Just infinite now