tilt
your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
it's about to get more ugly than the faces of broken homes
with no china, bitter reminder, finder
figuratively speaking i'm like flex
index on the next tunnel banger
unbending a hanger to strangle or stab men in the abdomen
grab my head to stop the shakes
bake crates and take tapes to create new webs
but for the love of the mic there is nothing
that's what a rapper thinks
what happened to being passionate about life
your spider scence is tingling
fingering new singles to select hi, i electrify microbes
incite crowds like a knife tossed off the top of the twin towers
wonder twin powers deactivate
decapitate these apes and finally make them understand
tilt
your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
stupendous shuffleboard shifting
indescribable like inkblot
never the frail perils provokes popular plague perish
poverty jet set
empty bottle figurine bodies built for speed
bulimic cheerleader night ladies
who resemble underweight premature crack babies
circle like sharks undressed in the surf for cheap thrills
but any upper class numbskull like coke on the head of your cock
shoot the horse to make glue, send you on the road to glory
kick crash
cast feet are dead, banished with bandwidth
banging heads mc's on empty
embrace my warm reception like blowing the nose with sandpaper
any time after now
my always tight as a tube top ignition
remains stable like staples as sheets to the bed
father of your abortion
no need for memories with a dictators generocity
diction of velocity chokes the respirator
next shit slaps and spit out cats
into the ring off the canvas
into the press with the cameras
work it out like seventeen hammers
sayyid last seen with skeletons on scanners
room sixteen, the tropicana
where the lovin is good and my focus is ******
so boast this concussion and comatoses
better be ready to battle before i ghost kids
overdosage of volts, quote quote
my shit splashed liquied nasty like a cyst out of the wrist
unquote, shit like a belt, vein, and a fist
slip your disk, break your back and put it back back to the shack
in the back of the back of the back where i laugh with a hat
open a latch, spark a match, and walk onto the track
marlboro red you
change myself into chuch scarborough and walk out of the bedroom
unwebbable bisymmetric centrifugal nonshiftable mineral pivotable
wild east nile, up close into your nose hole i roll
lop-sided in a vial, slide into the disease file
with piles of styles in crates
smash your face into the shape of new york state
tilt
your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
[00:00.36]tilt
[00:00.60]your frame ain't built for this angle
[00:02.37]lateral battle moves, we strike on command
[00:04.95]with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
[00:07.38]and see through your paper this schemes
[00:13.65][high priest]
[00:18.66]it's about to get more ugly than the faces of broken homes
[00:22.26]with no china, bitter reminder, finder
[00:24.15]figuratively speaking i'm like flex
[00:25.95]index on the next tunnel banger
[00:27.78]unbending a hanger to strangle or stab men in the abdomen
[00:30.42]grab my head to stop the shakes
[00:32.22]bake crates and take tapes to create new webs
[00:34.89]but for the love of the mic there is nothing
[00:36.75]that's what a rapper thinks
[00:37.68]what happened to being passionate about life
[00:39.78]your spider scence is tingling
[00:41.40]fingering new singles to select hi, i electrify microbes
[00:44.70]incite crowds like a knife tossed off the top of the twin towers
[00:47.73]wonder twin powers deactivate
[00:49.53]decapitate these apes and finally make them understand
[00:54.54]tilt
[00:55.05]your frame ain't built for this angle
[00:56.79]lateral battle moves, we strike on command
[00:59.37]with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
[01:01.80]and see through your paper this schemes
[01:03.54][beans]
[01:03.90]stupendous shuffleboard shifting
[01:05.40]indescribable like inkblot
[01:06.78]never the frail perils provokes popular plague perish
[01:09.24]poverty jet set
[01:10.23]empty bottle figurine bodies built for speed
[01:12.33]bulimic cheerleader night ladies
[01:14.04]who resemble underweight premature crack babies
[01:16.65]circle like sharks undressed in the surf for cheap thrills
[01:19.02]but any upper class numbskull like coke on the head of your cock
[01:21.93]shoot the horse to make glue, send you on the road to glory
[01:24.69]kick crash
[01:25.41]cast feet are dead, banished with bandwidth
[01:27.24]banging heads mc's on empty
[01:28.62]embrace my warm reception like blowing the nose with sandpaper
[01:31.89]any time after now
[01:33.30]my always tight as a tube top ignition
[01:35.19]remains stable like staples as sheets to the bed
[01:37.68]father of your abortion
[01:38.91]no need for memories with a dictators generocity
[01:41.46]diction of velocity chokes the respirator
[01:43.83][m. sayyid]
[01:44.07]next shit slaps and spit out cats
[01:46.77]into the ring off the canvas
[01:48.30]into the press with the cameras
[01:50.13]work it out like seventeen hammers
[01:51.90]sayyid last seen with skeletons on scanners
[01:54.09]room sixteen, the tropicana
[01:55.77]where the lovin is good and my focus is ******
[01:57.06]so boast this concussion and comatoses
[01:58.74]better be ready to battle before i ghost kids
[02:00.24]overdosage of volts, quote quote
[02:01.65]my shit splashed liquied nasty like a cyst out of the wrist
[02:03.87]unquote, shit like a belt, vein, and a fist
[02:05.91]slip your disk, break your back and put it back back to the shack
[02:08.85]in the back of the back of the back where i laugh with a hat
[02:11.16]open a latch, spark a match, and walk onto the track
[02:13.83]marlboro red you
[02:14.82]change myself into chuch scarborough and walk out of the bedroom
[02:17.40]unwebbable bisymmetric centrifugal nonshiftable mineral pivotable
[02:20.64]wild east nile, up close into your nose hole i roll
[02:23.01]lop-sided in a vial, slide into the disease file
[02:25.17]with piles of styles in crates
[02:26.49]smash your face into the shape of new york state
[02:28.80]tilt
[02:29.07]your frame ain't built for this angle
[02:30.81]lateral battle moves, we strike on command
[02:33.42]with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
[02:35.82]and see through your paper this schemes