(We’ve had to develop ‘n’ evolve all our techniques here)
We develop ‘n’ evolve, don’t get enveloped ‘n’ dissolved
By thee earth-shattered mind-tattered new age fellows who’re involved
With convincing ‘n’ suggesting that yr wincing ‘n’ congesting
Has no merit, just spare it, instead get to investing
WHEN I SAY “Don’t Listen” YOU SAY “To That Dip”
All that glistens is missing what is significant
But I ain’t Aristotle yet I ain’t on thee bottle
That aids me, won’t phase me when my beats go full throttle
& light speed ‘n’ melodic, I might be a psychotic
Cos I’m hauling ‘n’ mauling any MC that I spotted
So I +drop thee mask+ ‘n’ let thee task hit an impasse
Only one survives when thee only rule is: outlast
Get Back! Oh now yer starting to get shivers
No arrows in my quiver cos I’m ultra off kilter
Flow changes on a dime, rearrange yr mind’s eye
Bleed Little Itty Nitty Drips now you ain’t BLIND
Amaurosis Fugax with neurosis contacts
Yr weary, teary orbs are about to make contact
With thee rhyme, thee type you ain’t never seen
Cos my style is to be more Ghost than Halloween
An invisible rhyme stater with no divisible denominator
Give me bait, I won’t take, give me great, I’m much greater
I bet you’ve never seen rapper who can do these tongue tricks
Triple axle verbal lutz ‘n’ of course thee landing sticks
Them other klutzes? Yeah they fall ‘n’ get banged yo
OUCH! That’s Painful like Yo La Tengo
But now yer in thee Court of thee Dipping King
& thee +22nd Century+ Paranoid MC’s about to sing

Finished with pop music cos it never seemed to satisfy
Rather listen to Merzbow cos it might enlighten half of my mind
Nobody likes me, I guess I’ll go eat worms