Walt:
Misfit Toys what I represent
Heaven sent, but I'm hell bent with my rhetoric
Spent dead presidents on sedatives
Poured in rememberence of those who exited
Paid dues in cornfields and tenements
Negligent parents raised the wrong element
Rhyme endless, sometime my mind Oedipus
Yelling at the Gods why does the grind render us
Fucked in the game, it's crazy right?
Suicide's not a problem but a way of life
I used to hate my life
In my room at my wrist with a blade at night
Hate all women except for she who gave me life
Insane, I'm trying make it right
I chase the light from the darkness of my mind, terrified
The underworld's my comfort zone yo, I'm scared to fly
Will I, fall down like Icarus?
Back to the earth and those I kick it with?
Am I littering my thoughts upon the literate?
Or is my ignorance keeping me belligerent-ly drunk
When I'm at the party and I'm killing shit
on the mic?
It's Big Walt, I'm legitimate

GP:
Descendent of the slave & maids who did Daywork
A menace on the stage, the aim's to hit pay-dirt
And charge it to the game if I gain notoriety
For acting like society's norms, don't apply to me
In another life I'd be a better man
Have a better outlook
Follow thorough on better plans
For what it's worth, I wouldn't mind living Christ-like
But my old ways got a hold on me, Vice tight
My demons reinforce belief in God
So in a sense, my inner sense can never beat the odds
Innocence for irony
That's how the trade goes
Seemed fine to me
Until finally I buckled under pressure from the same old same old
OK so, how do I begin again?
And not succumb to the same fate as many men?
Committed plenty sins, I ain't defending shit
Developed a taste for self-destructive living when I'm hitting skin to visit bliss
No longer penitent
Limitless, time spent, study Proverbs like fine print
Bloodshot eyes blur as my mind went for past church services
Back to the spot
Where my man Sean was showing off the crack in his sock
Children of the saints face fate and turn lost souls
Long before they make it to the crossroads

Clavius:
I'm floating in & out of different states of consciousnesses
The kid remain anonymous to this degraded populace
MANIC wishes for connection have been severed cut
STATIC traditions brought the ending of progression, just
Stark hatred, we live in dark ages
Drive cars wasted, __________ blade tips
Inject flesh veins, syringes & pill bottles
Lead shreds brains, click biscuits to kill sorrow
Dead pres stained with the blood of small children
Where the love above is obstructed by tall buildings
I came down from the clouds as the night sky wept
And my wide eyes met systemized blind threats of the idle
I have slept in cycles
Bundled under comfy lies left from the rivals
Mindless acceptance, praise the dollar all thank him
For violence, weapons, bottles, smallpox blankets
Today we have fast food, tv's and pharmacies
Lazy lamps skewered by the priests in the armory
Harm is lethal and it comes without anticipation
Scars the people who are numb and out of inspiration
3 of my friends stopped stressing and snuffed it
Over 4 years, can't pretend I'm not envious of them
Death is what comes when nothing satisfies the hunger
Granted by the curse of worthlessness we sanctify our lovers
Only discovering the loneliness and disconnection
Spill inner organs, this recording is a vivisection