vs1: Hi, my names 2bit Lines on my chest like a cokehead nudist Drink so much Crown you could call me the king Flipping kids faster than some playground swings And I don’t even roll like a broken down Jeep I attract people faster than peds handing out sweets Have a stroke of genius to be as bold as me Go back to the store, return the whole bag of beef Out of the game now I topple foes in time Spit colorful words, monopoly flows in mind White as my belt cause I freshman release Planted this morning, what’s fresher than these beats? My back hurts from carrying every crew I’ve been in Literally literate rap protein powder you blend in Career path, began then started to fall Now 2bits back or never started at all I’m slightly cartoonish, cause my punchlines are real Waiting for fresh meat like lunch lines for veal Try and reflect bigger like sunshine on steel samples and glory are the one time I’ll steal Vs2: Mom & Dad didn’t know I was coming. I guess you could call me slick bastard Fresh meat got my saliva running It’s the only way I’ll spit faster Step like a rug, it’ll mess you up, the pecs I pump are invisible You pests are bugs, At best a blunt. Invest in some invisi-rope You hang, I’m hung, you stay I’m done, but my foot will invade your bum VOC or vapor rub, must be you’re brain dumb Drink from the bottle, go full throttle, sleep in a pothole, newborn thirsty Knew from 13 that News 13 would view first thing me as worst things Verse in a napkin, note I vacuum, just sit back and... Flow with the ocean’s motions, holding it open so close them smoking Panel gave ten like I bribed with paint, polished like I dyed the same Hit the spot like you find the stain, structured like the hiding frame The illusions who’s in whose shoes, the zoos approve lagoons of you goons But prove that you can Blues Clues this new news and you can move through

cadence is the melody of drums, the thoughts of stretched skin, the eartbeat of of life. cadence is the timbre of racing thoughts, the number of petals on a cerise flower, the texture of a song cadence is the fence between musical neighbors, dividing thoughts and feelings from each other’s backyards without cadence no Hitler, no mason family, no native american tsa-yo, no twisted roots growing from the bottom of our independence. humans naturally search for patterns and all are found hidden under a callous sky of twisted metal strings, curved brass wit sea rot, wooden rectangles, and human flesh. cadence is the culmination of thousands of years searching for something to drive everything. cadence is the beat of every brain. cadence is in our God. cadence is our god. cadence drives our cars, our work, our family, our life. cadence is life. cadence is life. cadence is all. there. is. cadence is.

lust: such an easy feeling, when your queasy feeling recede the vision, you are a receiving villain leaving pillage, left a breeze in instilled in what you thought would stay, but instead is freezing then gone the draft is left, you just need a pick me up screaming in your mind, demons in your eye breathing in time, with the evil kind an evening gown, for an evening out sins ya reason out, so just bleed it out shes in town, your minds leaving out bits of her, that you need for a whole scream in a hole, just bleed for a hole but you can't get up, drunkard on ya mind sunk her on ya lines, just f*** her on the fly you left her for what you thought you wanted buts its all just a vision now, so i guess you got it lust: you bring me down every day, a separate way, less pain breast pains, my hearts beating, but my hearts just leaving the drums bring out the pan of animal in me a cannibal it seems, i'm scrambling for meat can't handle the scene, cause i'm handling sheets panhandling for me, can't stand this heat branded as cheep, its just a phantom i see grabbing at me, i'm scared of this, please take me away, but i locked the key i'm just boxed in plee's, yo i'm lost in me what could it possibly be, but a sucide silence its do or die violence, and i'm always inside riots beat Me to leave Me, appeasing the presence but i never leave it, i'm addicted to the easy hear me scream, but i'll never shut up i'll never love you, but i'll always love lust lust: its so easy; just an image and a thought yo the wisdom is lost, as i give up my all 6 seconds to wreck it, 6 seconds direct in give blessings to wreckage, live focused on less then best of the best ones, dressed with intestines i'm inside out, can't hide out, with pride out and i just define how, i never learn my lesson, after 17 years, whats a couple next then?