[Verse 1: Beans]
Lift like a window, exit
Inappropriate comparison separated by gla**
Gifted amateur, lyp-syncing precaution
In an age of innocence well-rehearsed
Walls don't exist, we hate exercise
Compa**ion to reach beyond self plunging face-first
[Verse 2: High Priest]
End of an impa**e, face mask
Pacifist taste gla**
As they buckle their resolve
From this moment on no more Mr. Nice Guy
Razor-edged bu*terfly
Don't k** me cause I'm pretty
Peace propagandas and wish shoulder fist
Up and elbows fly, collide
As I slay I sling rocks
To your mental
[Hook: All together]
Lift!
[Verse 3: M. Sayyid]
Eclipsed through the 44 day desert trek
Deep dirt dig dark dance with split sh** talk with tick black
Step back head crack head crack jet pack crocodile lock verse slap
Treasure chest box, knock knock, smocks and bloody vests
In my studies rest wet, yes I will mix mind the pen
Can't come in cyanide lights dime
With two parts of barley
I float this collapse you on hotel floors like Chris Farley overdoses
[Verse 4: High Priest]
Two active engines engaging
Collision path hoping one day to collide
Let's all crash and burn
Balloon-eyed cemetery
Where the dreamers go to bury all the dioramas
I am an MC, you try to rhyme but sound awkward
Back to the future, let's move forward
I only serve take-out, best eaten cold
Ctrl + alt + delete, wings on my feet
Ankle fleet race turtle pace you need this
[Hook]
[Verse 5: Beans]
Congested
From the spark of small talk facade covers your corrosion
Virtue
Plate screeching that ? decorative cohesion
Makes Virtue
The charred fabric of the embroidered skin graft
[Verse 6: M. Sayyid]
I bask in the bareback spasm deadly habit
Homicide black ice mic slides off average
Rude type flowed the railer overturn the tractor trailer
Crash the skull cabbage savage beast
Beat sweet delicious suspicious
Maverick out of towner stalked in the club
And sh** got quiet at the counter
Local yokel tracks and smack like pap's belt buckle
I muffle your appliance like Midas
And give you trouble nick double double tech nine
Mics of mine? heh
[All]
Never crumble