Multiples (Reprise) - ATMOSPHERE

My afterword analysis was the average made me anxious

But I began to breathe the substances, these bugs gave me a brain cyst

Somehow I caught a cluster of clay, now every day’s Christmas

Don’t you dabble with my destiny peasant, please keep your distance

Every man that escalates is easily erased

And your faculty is a fallacy to my family, that’s to your face

I grate the gravel and grass to dig graves for gremlins

But they’ve had it up to here with how many I’ve sent to heaven

I indeed not indifferent to the spirit of ism

Every Jones is justifiable, just read it in my jism

The killers keep the kilos in the kitchen while the kids nap

But I lost love for larceny from the impact of the lid slap

Motivation made into the net of the mic’s mesh

You never even noticed the novice was holding niceness

Over and over the observations had to open me

Peripheral vision and pitch control to prove the potency

You’re on quite a quest, but let me quiz you with a question

Did you read the rest and did you reach your point of reference?

See now it’s simple, call me «son», I’ll refer to you as «surrogate»

The turntables turn cause you was tugging on your tourniquet

Underwent the upset and made your whole unit urine

In the vents, sprayed a variety of verbs on the vermin

The weasels, weaknesses was wrecked on a Wednesday

X marks the xenon, be the xenolith on my X-ray

Yesterday you saw me spool my yarn to the youth

Zigzagged through the zone and broke the zodiac like Zeus

Zigzagged through the zone and broke the zodiac like Zeus

Zigzagged through the zone and FUCKED your microphone

Rhymesayers, six-one-two