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- You are now about to witness the strength of number knowledge.
- [Verse 1: Eleanor]
- Straight outta Spinesreach, Conduit named Eleanor.
- From the guild called Nerds With Attitudes
- When I count off, reality get blown off
- Contemplate spheres and bodies are hauled off
- Newbies blown up in a catastrophy.
- Akaryuterra gonna have to come and scrape you
- Off the gate, that's how you're going out
- for all you motherfuckers that aren't counting out.
- Essence start to tumble, any time you bumble,
- Twisted and molded, it's science not mumbo
- Going all out for Science! like that,
- Thoughts that so heavy, got critical mass.
- So elicit up smooth,
- Ain't no telling when time might slip its groove,
- here's a Cabal rap to keep you dancing,
- Ef'tig, Jherza, and Yi, Infirmity.
- Confidence is the tool,
- Make you act like a Lgakt fool.
- Me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe
- I'm tweaking fools to madness, daily.
- And weekly, monthly, and yearly
- Until they hear the Spheres sing clearly.
- And I'm down with the capital S-P-T,
- Boy, you can't fuck with me
- So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck,
- 'cause reality is crazy as fuck,
- As I leave, in my boots I'm stomping,
- And when I direcall back, I'm coming straight out of Spinesreach.
- [Olethea]
- Yo Moirean
- [Moirean]
- Whassup
- [Olethea]
- Tell 'em where you're from.
- [Verse 2: Moirean]
- Straight outta Spinesreach, a bloodythirsty imp,
- More punks I smoke, my ladder gets bigger,
- A tall Azudim underneath and you know this,
- got a gem at my side so I don't show this.
- And I don't give a fuck, I'm ahead by laps,
- If not from the ball pit, then from hammer taps.
- Just like a burglary, the definition is jacking,
- Got fireworks in my weapons, always packing.
- Shoot a motherfucker in a minute,
- To the skies with a ladder, I ascend it.
- So enjoy your front seat at the show,
- all about Moirean everywhere I go-
- Lifers'll cry hard, like they always do,
- But that's the beat this beatdown's composed to.
- A wild Carnifex from the street,
- Halberd legit 'cause I'm tearing up shit,
- Moirean, leader, it's automatic,
- Muddle rivals 'til they sound like static.
- Not the right hand 'cause I'm the hand itself,
- every time I pull a hammer off the shelf,
- Chair security maximum and that's a law,
- I-M-P sound short, but I stand tall.
- See, cause I'm the motherfucking villain,
- slaughter definition is clear, you're the witness of a killing,
- that's taking place from Pash to Jaru,
- And once you're up on scent, your ass is through.
- Xenia's here to give you a trip,
- and I crush away, pulverized legit,
- Straight outta Spinesreach.
- [Ishin]
- Olethea's her name and the girl is here.
- [Verse 3: Olethea]
- Straight outta Spinesreach,
- is a Syssin that'll smother your mother,
- and make your sister think I love her.
- Dangerous motherfucker, raising hell,
- And I don't ever get caught, never see jail.
- See Jensen works for me, that's the problem,
- I see a motherfucking guard, I don't dodge him.
- And I'm smart, lay low, creep awhile,
- And when I see my victim pass, I smile.
- To me it's kind of funny, the attitude showing the next sap walking,
- don't know where the fuck he's going, just rolling,
- Looking for the one they call Olea,
- but here's a flash: they never see me.
- Ruthless,
- Never seen like a shadow in the dark.
- Except when I unphase,
- you see I'll get over the hesitation,
- hear the scream of the one who got the ranged penetration.
- Move like a gust of wind, I'm warping,
- but leave a memory no one'll be forgetting,
- So what about the mark who got shot, fuck 'em,
- You think I give a damn 'bout a target, I stuck 'em,
- This is an autobiography of Olea,
- and if you ever fuck with me-a,
- Your breath'll get taken from your throat with a hard garrote,
- Word to the motherfucker,
- straight out of Spinesreach.
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