[Verse 1]
Peach, piece of methodical. Movement is measured like a machinist
My genius seems cast with the devil
Writing northern pa**age. Thunderbird, dive bomb
The wonderful world of words form from cuneiform
Born in a field of corn before Malachi
Duracell, pro cells, balance level alkali
Y'all look like pantomime escaping a gla** box
Black and white makeup, dissolve you like bath salts
P's breaking bad, but without the crystal
Billy, I'm armed like the kid, but with the mic instead of pistol
Milk thistle, cyanide. One drop of foxglove
Mix it in the mortar and pestle then say, goodnight bub
Slogan like Logan, I'm an excellent professor
Colossal to the cable, I'm a beast when the storm centers
Warn your men towards the students of vengeful
Blind you with chalk dust, stab you with pencils
[Hook]
The rhythm is a ritual which I consider critical
Before I let you listen our position's an*lytical
Compositions lyrical and musical and yes the
Competitions getting better, case some words I never rest
The rhythm is a part of life which I consider sacrifice
Before I let you hear it I prepare it so it's sounding right
The combinations musical and lyrical and true
Competitions getting better, in case some words they show improve
[Verse 2]
I said, nah that wasn't me, that was a weather balloon
Whether or not you believe me, well, that's on you
I love the view from the moon. The earth looks so blue (boom)
Amateur night, Apollo 13 crew
2 modules, call signs, Odyssey, Aquarius
Parts lost at sea, the salt will severely rust
Souls lost at sea, walk on the water's edge
Songs of the siren, pull you to the onyx depths
Follow the texts and the carbon copy
Cripples in the palm, black swan, Darren Aronofsky
Wax paraffin seal, red stamp, capital P
Pluck your feathers, make a duck call feed
Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain, pen name
What's the end game? Grey matter maintain
Turning off white, once bright, light pantone
Light infrared flares there, mark dropsonde
[Hook]
The rhythm is a part of life which I consider sacrifice
Before I let you hear it I prepare it so it's sounding right
The combinations musical and lyrical and true
Competitions getting better, in case some words they show improve
The rhythm is a ritual which I consider critical
Before I let you listen our position's an*lytical
Compositions lyrical and musical and yes the
Competitions getting better, case some words I never rest
[Verse 3] Prevail
Alright
Back to the chamber of horrors, remember freak show?
3 or 4 short films shown in a sequel?
Hosted by the Crypt Keeper tales of tail
My names Prevail, I'm a real life electric chair
Shaved your hair from the scalp so the smell won't gag
Before they turn him to juice, cover your head with a bag
I can channel same energy through verse execution
First, electrocution, even distribution
Can't hold on to it, current flow conduit
Turn your brain to omelet
Probably thought I'd ground down as soon as I found out I blacked out the consulate
Turned on the warning siren, everybody ran for it
Overload mainframe, download, eagle eye
Top gun, eye and eagle, overhead, see them fly
Mainframe, eagle eye, overload, top gun
Eye and eagle, overhead, open range shotgun
[Hook]
The rhythm is a ritual which I consider critical
Before I let you listen our position's an*lytical
Compositions lyrical and musical and yes the
Competitions getting better, case some words I never rest
The rhythm is a part of life which I consider sacrifice
Before I let you hear it I prepare it so it's sounding right
The combinations musical and lyrical and true