Vast Aire - Vast Aire (Verses vs Beats) lyrics

[Intro: Vast Aire] Yo, yo. It's Vast Aire, Def Jux, CP Records, Atoms Fam forever. Come on. My n***a Blowout like this. Yo, yo [Verse 1: Vast Aire] Ayyo, my Oxcutter 900 number is unlisted Holding a golden mic the full-life size of a midget Sky's the limit. The ground's the bottom Raps? I got ‘em and had ‘em since Sodom had salt pillars You knew the ledge and still fell off the cliff My old English is brewed from thought—you could taste the difference I'm stir-crazy with Genes in me that make Me Wilder than Richard Pryor prior to disease n***a, please. This is the Synapse Olympics You're dealing with a gold medalist, higher science Do a quantum leap over the track in a single bound And singlehandedly arm-wrestle the sound Just as sure as I wrote rhyme bars Drinking out of mayonnaise jars, some of my crew got keloid Scars on their face like barcode (Barcode) Last emcee sold to that man in a shiny jacket Atoms Fam broke the mold to widen the brackets Open your mind and the acid follow (Follow) Open your chest. It might be hollow (Hollow) When Vast Aire freestyle, no tomorrow Our national monuments Covered in sand. I'll hold planets in hand like That's it. You figure that out, aight? 2000