Relatives of Tubalcain, the Smith you never knew his name
Like you go weaving through the lines of code feeling like novacane
Matrices set on to kill the hounds turn into Cu Chullain
Numb to everything absorbed the lead like it was bullet rain
Max defense, with battle frenzy, riastrad, warp spasm
Gorebath on warpaths in Morrowind, the floorboards cracking
As he steps away from the frustration, heart racing
Live another day, come back another incarnation
I hit them keys like Houdini its making some shit disappear
In the clear like level beat, and then he leaves with smoke and mirrors
Broken fears of chokes and tears result in audience applause
Never care of where soul leaves his body to hang with the gods
Collect it like its haze or souls, while losing track of real time
Trails of cold steel, way I reel lines, to realize
Healing minds of Pisces like there's something in the way today
Had the strength in me like push a ton, these are the games we play
Hook x2:
Respawn glitches, Deja vu, sometimes stuck in place
Banhammer like Mjolnir struck a puckered face
Soured from game over, play with clovers its your lucky day
Till the fortune runs out and your unable to run away
Verse 2:
My whole life I've been fitted in a picture frame
Mischief came naturally, mister lame liquor brain
Spit the flames, in the name miasma like a corticosteroid, stay portable, on your most affordable
Battery like double a, I'm back to charge the masses up
Sad enough to see me catching up after my actions
Like the tortoise, most the hare and let their patience pay the fair
Angel's hair wasting away like spiderwebs all in your stairs
When the thunder comes, the capellini starts filling my pockets
Raining dough, no rainbows, the atmospheres in the projects
Playing Ys while thinking yeast artificial chromosome
I could make a difference but still contemplating going home
UCLA Outcast ain't about circles of days gone
In solo career, I build for Cuban links like Raekwon
Ys the amount of cells in a substrate, know the name
Ys if I study on the islands but still loner pain/
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