Say
Show me the way, lofted from toes and I’m off to a fray
Not Often a day goes, lost but won’t say ‘So’
In my sane, insane,  a claim, the game’s just what you’re painting up
Rain to sup my suffering, the blubbering percussive gusts
Hey, another thing, the drummer with no drummer thing
Raps are acid vats you splash in no recovering, uh
Thick within the smothering, I dashed back
Back’ll tic and spasm at the vast Act
Lust for luster, Custer, it’s a drab matte, crab cracked
Maddened in the Gilt guilt, wealthy move, you’re spooning through the Stilled silt

Hellish at times, hell no embellishing life
And well I’ve dwelled in the night, for light
I can’t
But there’s a spell in these rhymes
And there’s no telling the finds
I’ve been in windows the Blinds are off, I can’t

I can’t say

Fire with my jay tonight
Golden glove
Heart to chart Antarctica
Who’s Cold enough
Folding up, I’ll sign the papers
Just know I’ll roll to dust
Ooh ooh, smoking o’s until I go
True true, bro I’m froze, what’d I know
Knew, knew, ooh it goes, Coded flows surround me again
And now and again
Down in a bend, Noun in the mend
Or something, Or I’m not I’m wondering
Oh, lotta wandering, a nod to the gods or one thing
Pray speak, praise beak, meleés trés chic