~Ascension~

~Ascension~


[hook]
no one gives me the pension of a mention for redemption
constantly temptin my fenced-in anger for some attention
no there wont be any mendin so now it's time for a cleansin
cuz im risin to the top n see no one can stop my Ascension

dont even try to petition this mission cuz it'll go underground like prohibition
wit diction i create nuclear fission, blitzin motherfuckers into submission
its sickness how im vicious wit these bitches while im reppin-the-kush-tree
im malicious with-this the way i put clits in my shoes n step-on-these-pussys
call me a criminal, im cynical but i'll straight swing off a left-when-ya-push-me
it'll turn clinical fast cuz im a 'monster' n you gone n 'messed-wit-my-cookies'
now trays-will-clash dont know? they-can-ask but just know i may-spit-fast
name Jason but no fag in a Jason-mask, put my spit in a can n spray whoop ass
watch as i dont even perspire while i spit at ya desires n put out ya burnin tires
i know ya admire-this-spit, i put these lires-to-shit, its dire-wit-this scripts fires
ya know this shit is meant-fa-me cuz i'm dementedly sentimentally ill mentally
an entity instrumentally n like my boy bltiz cuz im "real to the emph-degree"
now ya see i spit prolific so its not just my phlegm, my flows-wicked, tho-gifted
i'll throw-in-it wit more-spin-shit to show-spitted verses of mine are gold-tinted
now morn-this while my spits hits n strips ya thoughts right outa ya fore-head
i hold no accordance, more-since this dropped ya n made it look like ya floor-bled

[hook]
no one gives me the pension of a mention for redemption
constantly temptin my fenced-in anger for some attention
no there wont be any mendin so now it's time for a cleansin
cuz im risin to the top n see no one can stop my Ascension

now ima have to wreck-through ya net-crews i figured you would have learned-this
see n now all you motherfuckers will know what a curse is cuz these scripts vers-es
merk-kids wit their own name, choke em purple right at where these smurfs-live
dont even need to work-this, they can only dart punches at me like when a nerf-hits
aint gonna put ya shit on my shoulders with nothin to show-for cuz ima composer
ya all are posers while ima soldier ya'll shits pointless like ya mow-floors
n see for some reason they all lack-the-point but my shit just smacks-ya-joints
i hit ya funny bone, i dont rap-fa-points i throw loud 2 cents like i tap-the-coins
this is an injection of an infection from the-best-in's reflection, correction,
ya reception is off, it's a deception cuz im rejectin any connection to deflection
i'm spittin wit contact Ko'n, cept when ya'll spawn-crap ya'll know im on-track
causin contusions confusin the delusions of what you wrote like ya havent drawn-that
see sometime ya cant get my thesis, but unproven its not, look deeper see-its
streamed-shit, leaves you witout hands n unable to type like you lack a prosthesis
resist-n-know-this, all is spit is liquid-voltage just to leave my victims-soul-less
ya'll missed-with-four-shits n i twisted-more-spits, no tags, i slit-ya-toes-bitch

[hook]
no one gives me the pension of a mention for redemption
constantly temptin my fenced-in anger for some attention
no there wont be any mendin so now it's time for a cleansin
cuz im risin to the top n see no one can stop my Ascension

~Concept~