i'm comin strait at niggaz faces,
stompin my comp and fuckin up my neat laces,

cats keystyles is evasive,
Bliss is shit is course and abrasive,

some topics is harder on niggaz optics,
than tryin to see microscopics,

sorry, i'm not gonna stop it,
if i think it, i script it and drop it,

my word illustration's picture perfect,
when i'm addin statements my scriptures surface,

your shit ain;t workin, your frustrations certain,
you'll never be first on a list your fuckin worthless,

now hide your face and close the curtain,
and sit in that bed and wait for the nurses,

now of course the source of thought,
is my sponge, i've soaked what i got, i sorts a plot, unorthidox,
punchlines?, of course i box,
hit wit poison like Mr. Orkin drops,

you hopin i stop roastin nots, on open fire pots, with burnin plots,
spittin like the fire crackin when i pops,
i'll leave you blue in the face from flows,
like the clothes a cops, i'm exposin slop like dirty mops,
exposin tops, scalpin a lot, like a chief with a tomahawk

it's all ended since what i started blended,
if you got a letter return it to who sent it,
cause this is Bliss with new shit invented,
smashin heads leavin nigs with more than a dent in the lid

i don't care about parent permission or consent for the kids,
i'm aware of the worlds current condition and the tension amidst,

they goin get it any way so i'ma be the one to tell em so they can say,
the reason why they wasn't a felon is cause Bliss showed em the way,

and when i'm washed away in the ocean's spray the motion of my flows el still play causin comotion emitin emotion when Bliss is erodin away.........