[Bicasso]nOoooooooo ...oohhhhhhhh watch out a watch out a watch outnI can't stop how come? It's no breaks in what?nThis hip-hop say what? No low stakes they high!nI won't flop but flip cakes and breaks to rip shop and why not?nWell go head I'm 'bout to that's right no doubt dudenThat's tight why thank younI just might replay some true shitnThat type stuff you don't fool withnI'll call a bluff cuz I knew itnI'm like psychic when it blew thru the winds who?nMy ancestors whispers answers the questionsnGet twisted, I choose the path less takennLess walked on, forsaken, betcha beat breakin'nBreads we be bakin' but it takes dough thoughnSo songs we kneed so slow no move fakin'nThis Bicasso the next levelnPenetrated thru the outer crust in a wood shednLet go of the baggage on my shoulders, now I feel goodnMy neighborhood switched, I'm in the hills nownBut not quite how I planned it,nThis nest ain't my roost I got that hot handednI'm bout to shake em, I'm bout to shake em,nCollect them dividendsnGive me that ten that I'm takin', I'mnMakin' you wanna look, study the handbook of fresh shitnI'm blessed with a gift that uplifts and shifts what you thinknWhat I think sometimes gets missednSo hold this opinion tight,nMy third eye in flight for third eye sightnI might live longer and I might breath deepernSo that I might be strongernBest be a believer and a singer of these songsnn[Eligh]nWhere can we be headed, without music in my systemnI'd topple over unbalanced,nIt's a part of me and my talentsnHelp to ventilate, lung capacity featherweight,nYour audacity to judge me by my covernA mistake unlike no other.nWould your brother judge your fathernIf he left the family tree?nProbably, quite simply,nPut his foot down to the earth.nRegenerate from the sootnAnd put more effort than the firstnAttempt to get some, get right,nGet closer to the meaning of lifenWithout repeating it twicenI must know ten repeated offenders up in this blendernA melting pot of letters all marked return to sendernEmbark like a gypsy vendornTo market the rhymes I render original,nRemember:nIf you're ever in a spot wherenYou feel like you'll never escapenLike a rock and a hard place,nWhere the dealers got the acenDon't about face.nI'm one to talknI've been the one to walk and turn the other cheeknAnd some might call that weaknBut there's a time and a placenAnd two aces for every one mannDon't give up on the first, try,nBe the first guy to take a standnLanding feet first is a lesson in its own handnIn this land I'm a man who's a fan of next levelsnAnd I'm attacking the central nervous systemnWith shocking wisdomnUnlocking wandering light, reflected in prismsnKeep the colors vibrant inside the databasenI made a fatter face to fit the mad hatter bassnThat we pack like a weapon with a crack,nThen we steppin' out the arenanGladiator putting up his belt for the titlenIf you felt your liability than test the flexibilitynWho's next to rest comfortably,nIdle hands burn and turn to dust,nWhen you learn to trust the music comes naturally