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 nigga just adlib it My soul reached havoc Ripping but you can't hack it Attack it nigga 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 niggas after pensions the valuables the bitches The Pussies and all the niggas 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