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)