Sarah Bellum Loc Saint (Ft. Twisted Insane)

[Intro: Loc Saint]
S-A-R-A-H-B-E double L-U-M has become my best friend
But S-A-R-A-H-B-E double L-U-M will be with me till the end, uh

[Verse 1: Loc Saint]
I don't want to go dumb, I don't want to be numb
I'ma hit 'em with the sparks, accelerant
Multiple levels of relevant mentals to overcoming [living the opposite?] of intelligent
And when I've reached that spot I'ma stomp out the vipers, a red dot
Leaving blood to a villain
But is everybody ready for the rhythm I give 'em when I presеnt 'em with intentional lyrical elеgance?
Now when they come into the pit of your clan
I'm taking flight just like Kid Icarus
Rubbing that motherfucking down like a clitoris
I choose to coose a booze fruit, citrus
Got a lot of study, you're making me kinda nutty, but never making me money even though I'm showing interest
Picks and flicks, guys, they get compartmentalized for the eyes like Pinterest (Yeah)
Tips and tricks, I give hints of it
Infinite for the kicks when The Loc'll flip sick
Evicting, I never get sick of it
I flip scripts and the pot of dope hit for this (Yeah)
Intricates, I missed the bliss to this when I'm pissed
Hop up on it like a twister is
I want a hundred on a list of tricks
So my enemies sending me back and forth from the bottom of abyss
You can catch my gist, Twisted Insane coming next with the text, I flex perplexed, so don't miss
Ever hexed the best? Never the less we press
Driven to given every little bit of what we got inside of the cerebellum and telling everybody that's checks
Till we rocking the back of the brain matter with hella cheddar
Mixing and fixing to kick in intelligence, and the Generation X with my TEC (Yeah)