drunkspit

[intro] eh! spin that shit [verse 1] at the spin of the door, hinge creaks like my lore, back again, score bendin’, metaphors blendin' in the verbal decor. revolvin' like the vinyl, my arrival, minds explore, words weave like a shuttle, riddles in the middle, hard to ignore. [chorus] doors revolve, i evolve, spit bars that solve, deep in the groove, where mysteries dissolve. rhymes interlock, like gears in a clock, never off the clock, metallic taste, face in the mask, continue the walk. [verse 2] circles on the floor, dizzier as the doors spin, thoughts penned in, sins spin out, where do i begin? script flips, cryptic like a masked grin, ink drips, slips into cracks, black like my tonic and gin. twist tales, my tales never stale, prevail where others fail, words hail, impale like nails, intricate trails like a snail. each detail, unveiled, regaled, like mail in a pail, tip the scale, in my tale, gale-force rhymes sail. [chorus] doors revolve, i evolve, spit bars that solve, deep in the groove, where mysteries dissolve. rhymes interlock, like gears in a clock, never off the clock, metallic taste, face in the mask, continue the walk. [verse 3] quick flicks, slick tricks, bricks build thick, rhythmic ticks, doors click, time's slick, rhyme's stick like politics. echoes in the hall, shadows on the wall, stories tall, my call, in each stall, cryptic sprawl, never fall. [verse 4] through each door, a new scene, script serene, masked face, trace space, replace the base, unseen. in the spin, win, pin down the sin, begin again, mask over chin, tales spin, in the wind, i grin. [outro]