rule of 3rds (feat. Smoke Bonito & Ari The Indigo)

As god is gifted rock the crimson like it's fitted

Umami flavor when I spit shit you couldn't touch these not a tid bit

Pull out the chopper from the trench coat as I peddle through the ghetto

Having dreams of acres with my family

Happiness

Togetherness

The beat and I

A peaceful mess

The drums is Adam

Melody is Eve

Deep in the waves

Swimming in the sea

Submerged beneath

Soaking in the sun, C

Happy is to be free

I seek and destroy

I'm deep in the void

I'm humbly beat and destroyed

I'm humming to this joint

Like"lala"

Sin la música

Yo no tengo nada nada

I get my tangles knotted

And then I gotta use the needle to unknot it

I am not it

Nobody never touched me

Please

Is this kid kidding me

Mares eat oats

And does eat oats

And little lambs eat ivy

I'm diving into the air

With no fears when it comes to dieing

I'm lyin

I'm scared like a mug

Hope it's pulling a plug

Instead tragic quick nobody seen it comin

No more sound

No more songs

In the midst of it

Then suddenly

There's no more nothin