Yeeeah, this is Edan up in the place to be
Check it out
We're gonna take it back to 1991 right about now because I don't think a lot of kids out here remember their roots
Check

[Verse 1]
Migraine assault or halt a slug that tries
To catapult above my lyrical exercise
Critical pesticides will rest inside your legs, chest and eyes
Giving excess demise
To those who pose a threat
I'm so deceptive
Schemes of rhyme climb, finally flows connected
Don't neglect it once, flows corrected dunce
Who's in interpretaion of elevation is a quest
For blunts and herbs
Steadily punching herbs
Dead in they headpiece
Repetitive MCs
I fed 'em a leadpiece consisting
Of tongue twisting hollow tips
That penetrate their hypothalamus
For trying to follow this
Long and windy road
That leads to cerebal kids to try and decode
My speech patterns
When someone interupts my train of thought
I leave Saturn
Teleport back to the streets
Mad and depressed from the stress that reality brings
Stay away from saturation sort of like a calorie thing
I battle myself with the lights off, on my T La Rock
If you were my nuts
You'd love yourself
'Cause you would be the jock
That you ride, more flavour then sodium chloride
I bust your platinum plaque, in flodium floride
In the gums of chums who brush to crush germs
And don't have bust jerks and work on crush grooves
Flush dudes down the toilet
For acting shitty
When I ain't producing, rhyming or cutting, I'm smacking titties
Or acting silly, I tend to smash committees
Who come half committed and dumb surpass your city
With one passionately comprised verse, your eyes hurt
When I made a snack of your brain, I ordered fries first
Yo, Perce, tell 'em what time it is

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Of my knowledge or wisdom a lyrical rhythm'll give 'em a migraine

[Verse 2]
MCs are dog shit terrible
I walk with bearable flows that evolve into hysterical throws
Of rage
I chose a page that arose from the olden days
And put your face in a molten glaze
Behold the maze, it is a result of phrases
Ultimatums are made when the culture stays
In phases that keep vultures paid
Amazing cultivations leave 'em dazed and ultrawasted
I open up my vault of statements
The hall, the weightless
And catapult abrasive basement tapes
Into the basis of your basic fakes
Basic training making sure my frames in shape
Refraining from fracturing the Freudian fragments of my brain
Train rhyme is giving 'em sodium tablets for nutrients
You three in the corner
Oughta
Be a--
Shamed of yourselves like squirts of diarrhea
Missing the toilet
Pissing on foiled pests
Meditate at pedal pace to let the thugs uncoil best
I hoist fresh voice networks to let jerks know
They can't enter the exploits of an expert
I exert forces to make your head and neck work
Or shift in accordance with a beat that's undistorted
In fact it's crispness, G Rap's lisp recieved faxes
Containing blueprints of my vocal axis
Poking axes caused more than a mind strain
My knowledge or wisdom a lyrical rhythm'll give 'em a migraine
Yeah, we just chillin' in the lab, me, myself and I
This goes out to everybody who loves hip hop as much as I do
Y'all stay up
Peace