[Verse 1:RodiMiS]

Y'all take my writens to complete existance

Resistance against my instrument

I told you

Weaponry relies inside my vocals

Approach a choke hold we never spoke of

Attacking chapters of rappers

Who still need illustration

Contemplated on my word play

Phrase I say

Convey, and wrong way you walkin'

Microphone is broken in yah office

Like General Grievous

Kill and keep the item the you need

High altitude rap

Come to my level

And I see that y'all forced to bleed

It's obvious y'all can't compare to my oxygen

The science of lungs

Rhymes stick to em

Like concrete and gum

Emcee's play women

Leaving domestic violence kept in the writens

Spitting venom, fly guys caught in my web of interest

[Hook]

Mellow, Mellow, Right On

[Verse 2:RodiMiS]

Catch what I want

Please exceed introducing what you don't need

Apparently everything

Tired of flexing manners

Y'all keep up mannerisms

Rhymes giving out aneurysms

Panicking your studios turn to panic rooms

Stop the words

Watch for the iller

Needed the vision of Forest Whitaker

Pillage the image

Never was an artist

Metaphors turn retarded

The man who starts finishes

Can't flip a script, even after you film it

Y'all learn yah roots

Y'all play clones

Y'all film that's been exposed

Playin a no show

Note to self

Clownin with a bozo is a no no

Funny lines

Hypnotic style

Fresh steps golden road tiles

This is classy bile

Shrinkin bowels lookin like rat projectiles

[Hook]

Equal my institution

Incorporated records are broken

Played and cheated worth a chuckie cheese token

Crush your gramophone

Music is anarchy, no reason for votin

Gritty what I'm spitting

Y'all the dust in industry

Y'all the try in industry

Kept dreamin so I called Freddy

Watch my youth overcome your longevity

Style ain't different veterans say y'all elementary

Seems man is cocky with the cockney talkin

Still walking with a degree and prestige left for fiends

Mind over matter

What matters still roams the mind

And I climb to reach time

Time of the A.I's kick in the unofficial

So the PF Fly's talkin

Raw soul, beats from Pete Rock

Need to make asses out yourself assume the next rhyme