Alif Y.m.n.I.m.a.

[Verse 1]
The time is now
I was dreamin' and gleamin'
Upon a silent cloud
Til' some hatred struck in me
So fuck it see I'm violent now
This is amazing
Not a plain plane crash
With grain ashes more asinine
Astoundingly the pilot's found
It's more amazing
Like I ate eight asians
And are macing with these aids
With no abrasions and I'm passing now
Emay's reality is actually
A faculty for tragedies
Where the sea is silent and the grass is loud
Where the images were sharper
Than a talon's prowl
And a centimeter's farther than a thousand miles
The kings were baffled and confused
When I told them that I had
One sound and a thousand styles
Niggas soft because they make believe
Makin' make-up on they tracks
Maybe it's Maybelline
Idiots that'll probably make a dream
Type to fart in public
Then points fingers to make us scene
Like, Who cut the cheese?
When he cut the cheese
So sick that my sneeze
Has a fuckin' sneeze
Make you uncomfy like you're rubbin' knees
You niggas tumble weed
Yet I rumble seas
You're on that McLovin' steez
And say corny shit like
"My money goes G-G-G-G-G-G-G, a hundred G's"

[Verse 4]
My method is to make it feel like
You understand where I'm coming from
So you get to know the graceful and cumbersome
A sound so thick it make a strike of thunder run
We know only numerical value fuck a number one
Spitting it, killing it, drilling it, ripping it everytime
So exhaulted is the swing of the drum
Heavenly vine repping divine
Moving intuitively I am cupid I am shooting at these
Listeners they're listening to rhymes
That I am soon to achieve
Tell me how these niggas still have SARS

[Verse 2]
My method is to make it feel like
You understand where I'm comin' from
So you can get to know the
Graceful and the cumbersome
I sound so thick
It'd make a strike of thunder run
With no numerical value, Fuck a number one
Spittin' it, killin' it
Dealin' it, rippin' it, every time
So exalted is the swing of the drum
Heavenly vine
Reppin' devine
Moving intuitively
I am cupid, I'm shooting all these
Listeners, they're listening
The rhymes that'll link to the achieve
Tell me how these niggas still have SARS
Simple Ass Rhyming Syndrome
The symptom is simply
You'll never evolve
Just remain an invalid
Mystery never be solved
I will never dissolve
This for all
Not an ebony cause
For anybody to swallow
Like a felony's jaws
Witness, the beginning of beheading these flaws
No more let him be gone
Somethin' missing from my alphabet
Letter be gone
Take advantage of the
Regulation referee song
I's on, cleverly bombed
Like James Bond or an Islamic assailant
Eatin' hams in their faces
These the words of the ancient
Abraham academic
Face it others are basic
Haul ties a lateral matrix
In a radical spaceship
Your fabric I made fix
Take you out of your statical bassness
Slacker days in cold basements
Freshness, take mints
These niggas haven't been blessed yet, take hits
Of how Emay's goin' at 'em
Breakin' himself down to the atom
ADAM