Hook:

It all comes down to this it all comes down (x3)



A lot of match to insense I'm tense with every sentence

Dence is how my weed is I rock them ill Adidas

Yo my feet is in deep peep my twist lingustics

Loud like Steve Ripkith but most of y'all won't miss it

To some it comes slower others much faster

My rhymes stand out like calliped at the Masters

Ask the question "Yo let me step up"

I say you can't try us cause fools dying

Before they get the chance like Len Blias

Ride by us they walk well I be hidden in shade

More content then when rent is paid

And renitent like raider spraid

Oow yo first date is made for those who needed evidence

Becoming ill never defeating the purpose

But I propose my flows goes off the deep end

Living everyday of the week like a weekend

That's just my lifestyle I'll cut like a knife while

You'll dull like shine never mind it's the end of the time



Hook:

"It's the end of the time" -Group Home



While some crash the backboard I slash the blackboard

With permanet chalf I decode your thought

Thee eraser I will rip apart to make a marker

Flooded with more sheets now lines are darker

But who would of thought when nine years have past

The lines will contain the signs of the pat

And when my day finally comes at last

I resound taking out mad fools in the blast



Evidence will keep it on lyrics hi tech like tron

Visualize pictures drawn in neon

With suttle backdrops blackk for silouetts

Torn up cities that floundered nothing left

No fish in the streams no natural greens

Like a dream or a scene from 2014

But that's the next let my stay on the line

Evidence violated till the end of the time



Hook (x2)



I pick up vibes like God part of Quarty Hey

Through my brain sends my arms back signals of pain

I take you where I need to go from the scheme to the store

I travel when i flow we can do Mars like Joe

Then stroll back to Earth critique your transmission

You must renovate then innovate in a dimension

Not just of sound and sight but of mind like the twilight

Your rhymes are incomplete like a piece without the highlight

I be that artist painting pictures lyrically

In 3D to make that picture pop out spherically

When I rap I do laps like Tyco race tracks

So I bomb exact I sue my airial map

Poetic contractor design and build

Many intricate messages are messed with skill

Prescriptions are filled by traditional

Medicinal appressional rhymes

To break down before the end of the time



Hook (x2)



Outro:

Shit that's how we do it. Dilated Peoples just rule

"It's the end of the time" (x4