Check check one two one two
Cheeba cheeba y’all
And ya don’t stop
Yes yes freak freak and you don’t stop
Heh

The Godard burner
En garde
The fencing champ
Swing swords in the back rows
Of art arrow [???]
The far narrow path
Chosen by none it choose few
Many of those few will fall
Some cold run down
Kill em all Kool AD
Couldn’t chill at all
Kool aid up in the ice cold frosty
Pitcher delicious
The four hour forty-four minute art film
Total relevance
Language is happenstance
Rapping is hobby of mine
I’m not bad at it
See me doing math
In a European alleyway
African styles you barely knеw
Serving the styles of thе various properties
Art is it’s own criticism
I spit with the wicked vision
I kid you fuckin not
I’m a witless man living by wits alone
Existence is paradox
Life’s cold
Here’s a pair of socks
Schrödinger
Cold slinger
The code switcher
Metaphysical burlesque show singer
The pro ringer
Throw in the towel
Had it from the first round
Had the from the ring of the bell
Chuck Berry with the Pavlov bar
For the heads to get
You don’t mess with the lessons I spit
Melons I split
Sevens and elevens I click
Heady with lil acoustics
Nothing too slick
Just a little one thing
Going off the box to boost it
I’m juiced I’m too lit
Language is language is language is language language, man
I slang it so heinously
I flame with the fatal arrangements
Never took it too light
I just do what I do, aight
Yo, bars from time immemorial
On down to tonight
God body doggy I’m too hype
With the old school style
Lil sideways freestyle
Beautiful time-tested and true
Professing the truth
At least I presume it to be
Move how a goon be doing
Cadillac mooning and hundred dollar moons
And hundred moons is moon movements
The tides the wind the shape of the sand duneses
Movement the geographical topographical graphical
Nature of the actual actual actual whatever whatever
The actual.. shit… the actual. the natural