Edisto iLLizhii
Art of Slaying Sayings
[Verse 1:Edisto]
Pathetic product of melancholy
Black and white motif, emo I embody
Loose leaf,oh sheesh, rappers getting bodied
In the pursuit of inner peace like Mahatma Gandhi
Or that power of the trinity, Haile Selassie
Grab a fist full of knish then I tell em grazie
Watch em march as if starched, stiffer than a Nazi
Only stuff im rolling up is in a cup, got me screamin Yahtzee
Kamikaze, terrorist threat, Ab-soul quote, Whitaker, on the a proclaims that hope floats
So if correct, by my calculations....I should have long been levitating
The art of slaying sayings no hesitation cuz Heavens waiting
Ya face inflating from combinations you been mistaken
God forgives,go repent,this year, I'm done pardoning
Can't gauge my fortitude through this cashmere cardigan
Word to J.Howlett skeleton,fathom what's as hard as them
Hammerin the clamorin like the famous Asgardian
Smitten, cuz his weapons quite fitting, for the moniker
Wu-Tang generator name, Thunderous Conqueror
Should be sponsored, by the man with the iron fist
Q.Tarantino kitch, whippin iron grits, a southern staple that's embedded in the heritage
Disrespect it, get beheaded from the grip, when the knot slips.....

[Verse 2: Oroku Saki]
.....And when that knot slip
Life'll get realer than a movie clip
Twist it to keep it rollin
Like them papers that im holdin
With them grams no teddy
More gruesome than Machete
Convicted My mind and heart
Restricted from everything it longs to hold
So n***a just adlib it
My soul reached havoc
Ripping but you can't hack it
Attack it n***a you slackin
So practice just how to practice
I stand alone
Against a thousand factions but fact is that a fact is proven and it's proven that I'm the sickest common cold I'm cold as fuck and bold Im in the tundra
Eatin these rolds golds
Thats Salty af salty af my current role
As it relates to why'd she keep her feelings tucked aside
Is it pride that got me sidelined
Disguised I seem fine
But inside this refinery
My heart burns coal
At room temp it's cold
But Framing Hanley The Fold
That used to be my shit
In the comole it would just sit
And watch this empty phantom
Darkness is Bliss
Seek the light
Jesus Christ he is the light
Born in Nazareth
Im life I am the movement
Of a game that saw Medusa
Call it Lazarus the way it walks
From the grave
Reborn and again
Lyracists rise to feed it
No sacrifice is needed
Save maybe popularity amongst
The in crowd
Infants Spitting without diction
True plot vernacular lacks
Maturity
Educatin the masses
Ultra Divine Water my purity
Makes me stronger
I need you to hurry up
Nawf the road runner too looney
These space jams
Huge monsters in my closet
Five colors of the spectrum
A ball A Michael Jordan
That black boy he fly high above the heavens
Higher than Mac and Devin
Inspired to change society
Trained to make priority
Of takin Uncle Tom's dick
For a nick of that cold white
Checks also fly like OG 1's in 85 to Marlboro's and 40's Cocaine and Uzi's
Ban it in my city like David Stern
The committee
My visions as keen as the eye can see
The eye of pidgeotto
Wing attacking all enemies
In low lows
Cadalacs with four doors
Five n***as after pensions the valuables the bitches
The Pussies and all the n***as that's snitchin I release my Entei
To do my bidding against the ignorance
Real soon to be a hinderance
Quit before I finish it
Rendering no contention
Revolutionary
Tell me who contending
So I can sin again
Sending clips on end
Swift to send that man to his end
A twisted fate for a soulja
Blood on his bapes
He thought I was cold well
Death is colder guarenteed
Shariuken master
Aka disaster it's Nawf