They used to say 
  It's a suiciiiiiide  
Now they say  
  It's a genociiiiiide

Strife I couldn't risk it  
'Cause a knife in your ribs pits  

    A life in ellipsis...  

Hanging in the balance
  like the other side is heavy  
Well there's an ugly side  
  'Cause the other side it's deadly  
They'll pulverize; They're petty  

They're cultured with machetes  
Nullify with netting  
Technicolorize when 

       testing... 
   
       testing... /beep/ 
  
Emergency broadcast: 
       
         THEY'RE WETTING 

Them boys embroiled  
So you 
     soil your oats  
The meal enjoyed when  
What's
      soaked won't float  

OH NO!       You're   amphibious  
Delicious to oceanic  empiricists  

Those lips won't recant 
or spit you up  
                                  up
Your only hope is the Lamb
that'll lift you 

Recital