Whateva:
Knowone locked salt in a cage wit a slug
A spliff, and a fifth of henny in a cage wit a thug.
A thug killing henny wavin fifths pumpin slugs
into Instant Axis and out of his anal plug
spliff half dead, just a roach, wait, killed it
bad approach, hope you kissed ya fate before you sealed it
I'm beyond your reality I'm passed the truth
I'm naturally occuring, ahk, you massed produced
Get more green than Micks in Boston Massachutes
a black tee and timb boots, respected without suits
in major urban disputes we commense with arms abuse
In the city of the Roots ya best friend is a truce
Axis gets splattered like mixin cookin batter
Had to pry ya chick lips off my shit before you had her
Taught her how to William Mark Felt before you bagged her
Ironic like a physicists askin "what's the matter?"
I'm destroying Axis's powers with internet chatter
Cali nigga not brawlin is appaulin to me
Can't type enough periods to stall a defeat
Off sets, I'm protected like bubble wrapped packages
Director slash bad cop, I double tap actresses
I'm too much, you have me, too vexed to get nice
too gutter, like ya avi, reach and get hit twice
I don't need a star or a compass for direction
I produce more blow than a woodwind section
Instant Axis get blown from this dimension to the next one
Rookie, study the masters before you actually test one
See yall in round 3....


Instant Axis
AX ABOUT ME...BRIZZLE AX ABOUT ME!!!!

its like old leather belts sever ya flesh and burn...i be like whateva whateva with cats that think they clever...with that in turn i stash the urn...let ya ashes burn...say la v extract the germ...i perm cats on ocassion...straightin ya thoughts out...pull bait thru ya jaws mouth and blatantly call out..."hook line and sinker!!!"...the reeper so grim tell a friend to tell a friend...i telegram and have Know One dancin at ya doorstep..."try again"(whoa!!)...i monopolize those that change clothes and be like "i suppose"...ice those with grills whateva kid...lies show thru reels...you pleather wiz...i rip thru shredder quick and lines is better writ...ya spine is jelly split...i rhyme intelligent...so smart from the start of this verse not rehearsed i dispersed ya hearse quite snug in Photos purse...take a snapshot of the last drop youll ever see...cause rd 2 apologies is how to acknowledge thee...i vanish cats in combat...ask anubis nuke and H Dub who broke contract...another story returned to glory...side note..ignore me...im full of myself like the yankees and joe torre...ya flows corny..i saw ya first round..you had sikstyle...who couldnt win in that now...i just lost a vote..no sweat...i gotta give you somethin...cause charity from the stripe is free to throw punches...my speed is slow lunges...you chutes and ladders...this game aint for kids so lame ya dont matter...the name its told bladder "im gonna piss on you"....whateva dude