Existence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its pageRhymes run ahead of the times, amputated incompetenceDrop *, I'm incontinent, my control consisted incontinentTemporal low, so cold, cryogenic, stupendous Dread level orange ordinance, tiger, tigerSpit epic script, I'm a cigarette on the skinSizzling, chillin', chillin', chillin', chillin'* on you, everything hit the reset On these toxic, wasted time rappersLiquor, 5C5, spinal cord to the brain Step 7, then Roski, the reaper for rentUnalive, you unhospitable, * with some unfuck-wittableExistence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its pageRhymes run ahead of the times, amputated incompetenceExistence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its pageRhymes run ahead of the times, amputated incompetenceRhymes destroyer of the light, I'll stand out in paradiseYour holy day, deep as *, that didn't bear with my arrivalI swear on a stack of burning bibles, blasts of your happinessUnder the shining surface, illustrious, a graveyard for hopeThe hope that caught a disaster by seconds Time backwards is the mitt when I spit no cakeBut still fly, the five-round rap's rabbit Yours a lot like a vagina with a welcome maskSmiling like wet mop, heck except with your heartHad your heart been so harsh on your mellow Spreading happiness like headlightsBrother made it with a scorpion, riding the world with no miceGot your head spinning, I'm the target of every winningExistence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its pageExistence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its pageExistence because one long day before themBut history ain't mourning you, it just keeps turning its page