Introduction for my album. This is only a rough draft. And this is the only preview this site will get. PZ.

I ain't gotta listen to the fiction that you kickin'
And because I don't mimmic don't make me a gimp, shiet,
I could outspit entire cliques in one sittin'.
Jump on tracks with lackluster and whack synonyms./
I'm the crooked slant born within the tesselation.
Lack a halo if you really wanna test patience.
Nigs is ignorant who contradict segregation;
Lyrical abomination who's gift can bomb a nation/
Arms are pacin' back n forth on the front lines
Swingin' at papers the only way you can punch lines
Less effort in ya mixtapes than I put in one rhyme
Thoughts of the greatest artists put in one mine./
I'm an architech with the bar structure of Da Vinci
Definitive upon the primative infinite
A mind sniper to threaten even a dead Kennedy
Verses are atomic bombs I put into assembly./
N***as will remember me the way I spit entities.
In the midst of the beat you will admit to your defeat
Walk with blind eyes and deny the deceit
Lives will repeat and that is why I will not sleep./
Wolverine status, so you can call me Weapon X.
Cuz I mark the spot of your second death. Mute and deaf,
But never blind with an open eye. Mutant blessed
Cuz I shine with the golden eye. I'm so divine./
Criss cross into a broken line, molding omen rhymes.
Odin spear strike the broken sphere, yo - the globe is mine.
Roman minds couldn't patrol the soldiers' line.
So I focused on the hopeless so I could open minds./
It's only fair that I get down for the underground.
I funnel the pain of this game to make another sound.
Your rubber bullets couldn't penatrate for heaven's sake
I devastate the Earth to the state of meditation./
I swing extra bars that'll put Zeus in his place
So when the sky comes crashing no one is safe.
Fucking egotistical lunatic on the rise
And it's only himself who can stop his own demise./
It is rude to deny a ruse of the sly
I could just boom here tonight but I choose to just fight
Sit induced with a high of a thousand crystals
On buds of mass destruction when I'm writing up these missiles/