life is like kayaks with no oars, tha flyest rap with no awards / blow a nightcap after tippin’ tha skycab / Science got more pride than a lion’s pack / I attack tha track from behind tha back ‘n’ tha rhyme stabs while I laugh psychopathic / tha psychoactive tetrahydrocannabis apparently’s been splashed with some sorta pathogen / I ain’t no violence advocate, but it’s a tad funny when I watch ya bitch-ass get clipped / nasal aggravants travel ‘n’ unleash neural pathways / audio neurals burgle tha half-ways / crabs commercialized tha rap game / shank ‘em in tha tracheas, now, they all sound like T-Pain / tha most acclaimed to throw vocal flame /my focal’s to attain global fame, but really what’s in a name? associate Milo One with verbal escapades / constant elevation / punk ninja, it’s been escalated, to flagrant destruction of metaphysical character with a derringer / lyrical decimation occurs to United Slaves of America by tha Knolege God Science narrator…
Last edited by Twisted Science; 01-29-2013 at 12:09 AM.
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