Shut Door Session

[Hook: Kevin] Mic mission, death kiss, brain incision Rock next with hot text, got a pot to piss in "Fuck you", "suck it up", giving props and dissin Close the door kid, it's a shut door session Mic mission, death kiss, brain incision Rock next with hot text, got a pot to piss in "Fuck you", "suck it up", giving props and dissin Close the door on your way out, it's a shut door session [Verse 1: Tech Rock] Face the situation What you're facin' is hospitalization Tryin' to infiltrate my battle station Shrink and dry your brain like a fucking raisin Engagin', I'm a ranger [?] with the pavement They say I'm changing I'm still the same but I'm aging Sitting around, wondering where the days went I got all my old shit packed up in the basement Got an invasion of jealous MC's asking for my resignation So I think like Danian[?], fly like a raven Move like a butterfly, sting like a bee, punch your face in Insane and amazing, utterly breathtaking Embrace my teeth and throw MC's out the stage again Deranged homosapiens, age 23, caucasian Warbombed subway trains and train stations Deface the situation Cause I'm tired and won't piss if your ass is on fire [Hook] [Verse 2: Son of Light] The question: who's looking in the dark? Search parties, searching the park like technical narks Back to back, working on contact Zero visibility, flashlights running on low battery (What?) Don't matter to me They'll never shadow me unless they can defy gravity Blinded by savagery Thinking that they can face my rap anatomy And cross [?] Unwillingly die by the hands of trilogy Through imagery and symmetry Running up on ya, I want ya Run before shit gets hotter than a sauna Why, you, my son Brutus Wanna betray and portray me so ludicrous T-Rock, Opaque and N-Light-N Accept your fate, stop fighting [Hook] [Verse 3: Opaque/MAE] Raising hell, prevail the heavy scale Of my tailfeather in jail Rhymes reach forth, stamp to the mail I merely ask for the real, you're the pale and frail Be a smell parrallel to caramel Hail Opaque, a male with a ponytail Well rap sales and leaves monster truck trails I'm here with the loot like The Scarlet Pimpernel Hoes get the music, rapper get blueprinted when it's only gon' fail [?] [?] And everybody's peeing on my head and telling me it's raining I'm training to get by in life without a job [?] It's hard to go trough life without revealing my anger Put it in my lyrics, make sure it'll be a banger (Kowabunga) A hungerful piece of my mind [?] [Hook]