Netcees - Black Rubix Cube

Leaving me stuck in this vice with nothing but the what's and the why's seems difficult. I'll use assumptions for substance that's adjusted to rhyme with the sickest flow. Fuck it. I'm gifted so everything i'm touching? Mummified. No egyptian tho. It's a wrap for rap, if you didnt know. Action packed. Slickest road. Different zone. Catalyst. Digging holes. Cadavers. Asterisk. Finished souls. Visuals. All i ask? Have my pulitzer prize plaque with a fishing pole and keep ya claps for the bitches tho. Um, geez. Why all the surprise at what i've given you? As if you didn't see my shine the last time son beamed the living room. Home invasion of some homeless made men. I'm a unique individual. Reaching in my interviews with weak interludes? You'll need a preacher and sister too, feeding a breathing tube to impede the end of you. Basically. Stay asleep. I'm easily offended dudes. The offense? 10-2 and won't take a knee to seek a truce. Dog! You don't need the AKC to see the truth. Shaking fleas. Paw prints. Breaking rules. To say the least? You cant contain the beast. I got the yard fence sprayed for proof. Arduous? I'm unchained with couth, praying to Jay-Hov that i never have to bring stainless through. Payload of dangerous tools. Waco? Haven? Rank the two. Engraving, "no way" into inflatables, while setting the waves as you wade in the playing pool. My angle remains obtuse in this tangled maze. The aim? Amaze. Amuse. Debate? Rage ensues. Make a noose. Hang the muse. Wait! The anchor about to break the news. My communication? Lets say, exhumed. Place me with the caterer for the crazy group. Pastries. Savory. Flavorful. AC couldn't play it cool when my flame is fueled. These blatant, heated phrases came to you from baking on Hades stoop. If you can take the truth. I'm a galaxy space elite, feeding vader troops the strangest fruit, blowing haze with Zeus before each battle scene. Paper viewed casually. Paid for viewing casualties. My pay per view strategy.