Nano Salt

[Verse 1: Opio]

I get mine, you bitches snore for slalom

Big blunts back-to-back, Corinthian columns

Just ask Skimp, he got a hole in the pena-joint

We got Sequoia style woods and they dipped in oil

Royal, flagged gold floating like a hydrofoil

Down the Tigris river for miles, it coils and curves

And oh boy got the nerve, absurd in his mind think he won't get served

[Verse 2: Tajai]

By the rhyme scintillating

Move like a chasing, quite titillating

You guys fugazi I'd stick to hating if I were you

Do what you do, your whole shtick power you

So stick to the rivers and roads

You niggas dove for the kids start the river it blows

You niggas don't got the jaw to withstand pitfall in quicksand

A savage gab that marges standards

Rap style is small you lavish and expansive

Grab me as you babble manhandle over the cancel

Tougher than cancer, rougher than dancer feet

Methodical, I master it

[Verse 3: Casual]

Ay, the flow in me, doo

All fall throwing berries in your Hembi route

You look back, "damn, Lias, they ran by us"

Didn't say deal wouldn't coming on the flier

Don't trip, I give a grip like hand pliers

Bloodsuckers hate my shine, they ran by us

Empires, the driest my raps recoil

Backwood blunts and flaxy royal

It's Hiero you better bet on us

A train with 20 rooms a rap and 6 floors of editors

I'm telling ya, you better get more competitors

We go in there's no when we pop up the form predators

[Verse 4: Del tha Funkee Homosapien]

Jealous of us? Fall back

You ain't all that, call that what you want

Have a tall glass of Haterade on the rocks

While Hiero spread like smallpox

We unorthodox jump off the jot

Numeric designations were placed on whoever hesitating

Next here 'vestigation to see why y'all lack application

I encapsulate aggravation, your antiquation cancellation

And you can't say shit, be quiet

We rob or breaking shit down in East Fiber

The quagmire, ask us to add fire

Strengthen you up on the embankment

Tanking, draw your weapon you trace it

My oil painting that's ever-changing

Colors of a Rubik's cube loopty-loop

Do hoops of producing Q, stupid fool

[Verse 5: Phesto Dee]

I be castrating MCs with a straight razor

Cause my styles cut mad straight in these large angles

Hard times is my star spangle

Hip-hop national anthem in my anthology Pantheon

Gargantuan, eat you and your man up

Like Magnus Prime, my mantel's hard, avant garde

With a mechanical advantage I'm failing for

Bet you get your can of loaf flight we ban 'em boy

Can't afford a bucket let alone Nantucket

We stuck with them tail tucker

You act luster, your Mac sluggish

I spark plug these chicks like hard drugs

And Bacardi dark rum in the party song