(This taken from my album: "in the booth" Im putting it as text, but soon to be audio)

Verse One: (Inter)

My bloodshot eyes deny me the sight,
But i still recognize and realise, its my time,
Whenever Im in the booth, I spit the truth,
Never lyin, always tryin, in whatever I do,
Hardcore rhymes spill like toxic outta my mind,
My ink spills itself upon these story lines,
Cos all my lines imply a story, always a moral,
Those that bring happiness and also sorrow,
My python verses always spittin like venom,
Like a bullet dodgin u and messin up ure denim,
Allways 100 percent, always more, never less,
Yo this my first album and magazines labellin me "the best"
Im driven and livin my ambition, always givin,
Never missin the point that u seem to be binnin,
Allways one step ahead of you, yo man catch up,
If not fall back, realise defeat, and turn this track up.

Hook: (Inter)

Yo straight pure rhymes when im in the booth,
Always portrayin realness when im in the booth,
100%, always more, never less, when im in the booth,
Straight Rawness when im in the booth, thats the truth.

Verse Two (Khaoz)

Its all lyrical, i kno u feelin this...intermental tear a track up
hand me a mic, or a pen, rated in the top 10, yeah i'm dat fuck
ridin' candy painted trucks, wit big bucks...rhyminz juz a passtime
confrontin my flow?...ask ''T-B-N''...We all know wat happend last time
this aint my very last rhyme, but i know many men wishin it were
i aint one a them rappers where u call da fan base ''HER''
Street cred, lay u down in ya death bed, sheets the color red
in case u didnt read this spit...
..i'll scream it in the booth so u understand wat da fuck i said
Kick punz off the top of my head, fill ya ass wit led, its all gravy
da skillz even recognized by compulsive liars
ask 'em if i'm hot...they try deny but cant an sayin ''maybe''
get it? shit i'll wet it up...like a slick dildo insterin a vagina
elegenatly takin' niggas out....like i wine n dine-ya
break ya spine into 2...have u crooked as the new york boroughs
me beatin u keeps comin back like history, dawg i'm juz 2 thoro'
da rhymes is raw, i know u want more, for sure, but seriously...I'M OUT
Time 4 inter to school u wit truth in da booth, now datyall kno wat im about

Hook:

Yo straight pure rhymes when im in the booth,
Always portrayin realness when im in the booth,
100%, always more, never less, when im in the booth,
Straight Rawness when im in the booth, thats the truth.


Verse Three: (Inter)

Always a realness effect whenever Im in this joint,
You gangsta? 100 fuckin guns but cant stay on point,
Everythin happenin, things I cant explain,
Its like God cut me open and took over my brain,
Words flowing from my mouth like a river,
They givin people hope, its like im a life-giver,
I rap every line as if it was my last,
Niggas ask me bout the past, and why i dun that,
But it all about the future, Intermental reinvented
If you hatin this, its not bcoz its bad its cos ure ego's dented,
When me and khaoz in the booth we makin history,
When you in the booth, damn its a mystery.....
A lesson I learnt, never let the money get to me,
Its like a never-ending battery, givin so much energy
All my crew feelin it and boppin their heads,
As im rappin it, my rhymes are their to be felt,
Lace the track, record it and we all feelin good,
Reachin people north to south in every hood,
Then I blaze it in the car, feelin my shit,
As the girls pull by in their "i wanna fuck" whip,
Dressed up and got girls every nite, now that the truth,
Yo its the beauty of the product of time in the booth.

Hook:

Yo straight pure rhymes when im in the booth,
Always portrayin realness when im in the booth,
100%, always more, never less, when im in the booth,
Straight Rawness when im in the booth, thats the truth.