Precise: Complexity Collab (under construction)

[complexity]

our practice is utlized on futile lives, precises past is brutalized ||
my laughs are suicide, because the pain is too alive ||
my joy you decide, and these words are for you to describe ||
the styles revised, perfect cuz it came thru the strives ||
my verses are memorized like immaculate skys ||
this knifes deprived, fuck practice, I'll take crack hits, blast tips ||
make racket, ill slice ur insides so they fall like laxatives ||
rapid wack shit i drop fantastic, guide the knife in strides ||
you copped an erratic addict who flys like static, the tip slides ||
out, left with a hole like rabbits, I'm God i control the soul of fagots ||
'gross' u know my habits, go on that show n eat a bowl of magots ||
precise is wicked twisted, about to perform "white magic" shit kid ||


PRECISE

a drastic spasmatic with a past that if tracked back its tragic//
rappin hi class shit at half wits leavin em slashed quick like flat tires n tack-strips//
drop knowledge like im skippin classes//
hittin acid n' spittin fire like i was sippin gasses//
rap satanic adlibs, to "raise the dead" like im "liften caskets"//

started, but dont got time to finish ill continue later