"Have Mercy On Leave" _ you pushed this son/sun over the edge, now that heat gon rise with these deathly hollows, “god has returned” that’s a typo, “ i have returned!” * to turn this shit to a light-show, I’m taking parts of you, lypo, The leader of vox, sending hot shots to your top, all headshots, I put em in a box, his peppered box, I wield the mind of a lox, i’m never forgetting an op, and always shooting my shots, whenever opportunity knocks, I'm never missing an op, using my arm to scratch an itch, off the top, or to scratch a bitch up off my list, i love the sound it makes when it hits and they drop, They replaced my tears, So I replaced their fears Now ironically, i never want it to stop, "iron!", i call (wh)y? No W, (“ironically now”) so i forged revenge plots, Upon familiar land plots, Not-so-whitestone is my home, how dare you take from me, I'll run up in yo spot homie, hold up, this my spot dummy! i smile but ain't nothing funny! on facts, i'm orthax, a famished soul, on demon mode i'm hella hungry, what's on the menu, (“the list”) every fucking thing that i've ever been through, i got a meticulously picked list and i you- Fuck it jammed, And if fit, you'll no longer exist, with every click i seem to slip deeper into the abyss, and honestly.. I need this shit.. hopefully in these next listens, you’ll understand these vxtism’s, It’s gonna be hell this next winter, Another arm like a twin sister, spin the block, It’s twin twister, D-end you my list of the sin-text (dm you) Protect yo next or you’ll lose breath, How can I lose with nothing left… this isn’t right…

Alea Iacta Est _ i gotta be "their light" when it’s sundown, (pike's wisdom) that means fighting with light in the night, cuz [our] son’s/suns down, it’s dawning me, that it’s falling on me, Gotta keep them all smiling, i gotta shine finally, fuck holding an L, so the son/sun is iight now, (sunLight) the only one holding an L was Percival, (L = gun) but he is alright now, Alea iacta est, and as it says, i shall do my best, i wear heart on my sleeve- may be hard to believe if you don’t in vest, many quick breaths- oh lords i need me a breather, the key to believing in victories, is neither the effort, or sieging a meaning, i mean that if all that do is so meaningless, nature of doubt can be so damn deceiving, i seething from seating the seedlings within the foundation of common ground, i’m a Gaia/guy of divine power, a pronoun/pro now [chorus]

Critical Role _ i tower over endeavor’s at 9’11, Still with disadvantage, “roll for disadvantage” If you diss in vantage, With one diss you’ll vanish, so high i star scream, “I’m too light to manage!” foreverlight in madness, Double plane inhabitant With an airplane mode, I K-O mighty giants, and so far? So many more than beyond Goliath! I’m a titan to most, so many capable blows to send foes into airplane mode, ‘N what i see, is a sea, full of npc’s, as i appear from above, dropping spheres from above, Create fear from below, with the spirit of a dove, And To sleep, is where you go i never sleep like nyc, A bad trip, The wrong state of my mind, Yeah it often shows, Wrong location woes, where i cross roads as the distance i carry between these bars continuously grow, Keep re-thinking my role, Keep re-thinking my roll, I have a critical role, I need a critical roll, Doubts beginning to grow, you don’t understand it, that i’m talking ‘bout rolling the dice i decided to take the initiative, instead of going with the flow, if you see me in my zone, just D-n-(D-m)-e, as i focus my mind, you can never roll as high as i to scry, the reasons why i continue to de-fantasize this awfully vague disguise that i am led to believe and honestly think is a lie everlight the real meaning from what peak i might rise, everlight the real me, mea culpa, i lied, DM or just a whisper “i’m coping just fine” (?!)

Droppin’ Bards _ Fuck, y’all got me out here dropping bards on bards, Watch’all know about me droppin bards on bards? Fuck, y’all got me out here dropping bards on bards, Watch’all know about me droppin bards on bards? - 1 open bar, I raise the bar, If you want parts, I’d have to pull your card, But we can’t go that far, I got you open like, Aparete nunc! I grab the mic and left them shook, That’s often how I write my hooks, I get away ‘cuz of my looks, but not often as it looks, “And knowing me,” Approaching danger? C’est la vie I’ll see you later, i can lend a helping hand You have to pay me for the favor, when it comes to vox machina, there’s no pleasure that’s much greater, Scanlan waving these arms, No simp son, no howdy neighbor, - It’s Scan-man with the god, Don’t act like I ain’t got hands, I bring the static to manz, I’m causing panic when i’m using this magic, when I align these notes, i’m doin’ damage, cut the talking short when it comes to semantics, Scanlan be housing these tenants, evictions droppin soundin like heavy base hits, Like Vox- boomin out of the basement(dwellers)! Using my vox to say “i box and ain’t meant to be played with!” - Fuck, y’all got me out here dropping bards on bards, Watch’all know about me droppin bards on bards? Fuck, y’all got me out here dropping bards on bards, Watch’all know about me droppin bards on bards? On bards, on bards, On bards, On bards, On bards, on bards, On bards, On bards,

Dis’ Barbarian _ whatchall really know about this bar(barian)with bars, i’m ill-legally, that’s why i can never get diss-barred, from any diss bar, you’ll only make it about this far- fetched you an ass whoopin, grog’s about rip you a part, i’m aiming for the heart, and y’all should know me now- there’s a double meaning within that bar, Now who’s the real idiot? the fool or fooled, secretly.. i’m as sharp as my tool, easily; how i like life to move.. if you insist on being in the way- i’ll show you how i like to move- i dukes with dudes, and never lose, i’ll stomp-in on grounds, if i have to prove- to you- infinity? to me? is still but only few, i hold success and time, i haven’t enough arms for anymore feuds, i’m glad you have “a bag”, i scheme for two, before i let the subject pass, where is [our] dues?

V, A, E, I, O, U, X. _ [VEX] —I’m in my mind a lot, And knowing me, that’s my softest spot, comments/comets leave deep impacts, no fresh prints, The surface cracks, it indents, If you missed the first part, That’s an incident of an “in” dent, There's two/too many ways to bend out of shape, Let me be brief with this “case”, There’s nothing “brief” in this case, Yo fuck a sub and a k, I just need a sub and a-k, Some rogues’ll say I’m just sub of “ok” Rogues is mostly me, I just sub to “okay” That shit, just blows me away, That shits below me anyway, Shit, you know what I'm sayin? If i need it, I will smith it into existence, Without any questions, if i am Abel/able, You press a button, I, unstable, (iron sabre) No nova-caine, (novocaine) the son/sun of Cain, I only killed ‘cause I wasn’t Abel/able, I’m just a character is “his” story, My life is another one’s fable, Yo fuck this playthrough, I hate this game, I strike again, I to strike a gain, My heart is heavy from all the rain, That’s running down my window panes/pains, – I was devout, But, now I’ve changed, [VAXt] male (end) [VXT] (start) I was devout, But, now I’ve changed, And just withdrawn, And so forlorn, Submerged in hellish flames from secret wars, endless inner electrical storms, Constantly brewing since I was born, I barely wanna remember my past, a not-so-secret identity Bourned, Rest in peace to the past, MagaloVOX A new identity Bourne/born, (Mrs. de Rolo) I guess this is what happens- when you finally don’t care about losing any more, And fuck your final form, I still see the real you i wield the Eye of Horus I got three-pointers if you pointing 1. Smoke em, 2. Put em in a box, 3. And Newport ‘em This that V that y’all wanted, Pyrrhic [V??] is goner! But [vxt] is monster, [VHS] You rogues are left with a Dogma, You think you have surrounded me? I’m laughing so hard that I’m coughing, Sorry I don’t enjoy things often, And while we’re speaking of coffins, surrounded by dead bodies like water, First form and breathing so awkward, [VXT] (cont.) My technique, can’t scoff at it, ‘Cause i kept at it, like a crack addict, In my cracked attic, I can’t withstand the damage from an exploding planet namek, I survived my fair share of special beam cannons, That means nothing in the face of havok, I took everything I had for granted, 10 years stuck in a world of panic, My episodes run like one-shots, I roll low whenever i’m taking damage, y’all niggas wanted this V.., So have at 'em! y’all can have that nigga too, How ‘bout i give him back in black and blue? Or maybe even back in two?