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[Verse] Mic in my palm, a wand for the reckless, Flipping flows slicker than oil on your Lexus. Mouth spitting riddles, call me Sphinx in the trenches, Bars sharper than a barber’s fresh edges. Moonwalking through chaos, socks on marble, Tongue twists tighter than pretzels at the carnival. Flavors in my cadence, Baskin-Robbins arsenal, Words so hot, leave the mic unguardable. [Chorus] Outlandish odyssey, can’t box me in a frame, Adapt like chameleons, never spit the same. Raspy autotune genius, y’all know the name, Fluid in the fire, I’m the spark to the flame. [Verse 2] Switch gears, voice morphs, now robotic croons, Bass shakes the room, hearts beat in tune. Nostradamus visions, predict the typhoon, Vocabulary blooms, like spring in June. Words ricochet wild, bullets off steel, Mind’s a Ferris wheel, every thought surreal. Alchemy of syllables, gold from what's real, Pen’s a sword sharper than Achilles' heel. [Bridge] Seamless, transitions smoother than jazz, Switch lanes mid-flow, got ‘em clutching the dash. Adaptable vocals, like water in a glass, Dynamic like the weather, can’t predict my path.
