[Interlude]
Art rap!
I know it's not

[Verse 1: XX/\/\E]
Keep it real among the fakes
Don't be lying with these snakes
Take it back like you could take
I believe its true
This is July now we don't time now
We got time now
We got time now
We got time now
Flipping words is hard
But you gone so far But I've gone so far
Know what I'm saying though What am I playing though
What should you take it foward
What you gotta bring to the table
I know you able, show off them skills
I know its ill I know its I know its ill

[Verse 2: EmperorAguila]
The twenty-third day in the month of July
I've become alive, but I'm still ready (but I'm still ready) to die
In this popular culture, how will I survive?
They may march way on into dark beyond
Stark crayons in my sparse basement
Yet I'm still aspired, desired, and admired
Roamin' with the Romans, back black like Akon
But I've been imagining dragons, that makes me a liar?
Wind's about to blow out the fire, where's my lighter?
Get ready for a fighter