[Sample from "Snatch"]   "Do you know what 'nemesis' means?   A righteous infliction of retribution   Manifested by an appropriate agent....   Personified in this case by me"      [Aesop Rock]   We're all in the same gang, bread and butter   Just a couple subdivisions who naturally hate each other   Influences shark biting the fuck outta your brother   Friendship is Professor Plum ratting on Colonel Mustard   You are now witnessing the world's most craft version   Of a barnstormer, reveal time with a jagged edge   Arm mortars and field mines for a bastard sledge   On the style diamond cutter   Swung before that magnificent havok sketch   You fidget like a nervous culprit gulping   Sweat a bullet, dead a bullshit sequence reactor   Speaking disaster   Who leaped off the canvas to provoke a SIDEWINDER   SNAKE IN the grass with a sturdy belly and his work to sell me   I got my word to tell you   I got absurd magic   For the forks like pistons pumping through the realm my family habits   (?Madder or Rabbit Hat? combination)   Nah, more like I'm spitting PIXIE dust   Till the mixed vapor community combusts      [Yeshua Da Poed]   I hold words for ransom   Demand some attention pays   Not to mention praise for their release on a page   It might amaze the light of day   I never said I, gave, them all, the fight to be brave   More insight to behave   Raw like them others   Whose ads have been paid for by some brothers   While some of us lie in the eyes of others   I discovered another way to stay undercover   Kill everyone involved, Unsolve   Mysteries, this to me is how to leave matters resolved   Out of this all, you should take a break, ask the fake   Get snatched out your habitat and left on the side of a lake   I try to debate   Whether a clean getaway is harder to make   Than a call to the cleaners   Dropped off a seamless bag   Zipped it up with enough cash to pay the cat   With the aqua demeanor      [Vast Aire]   God is a name I call myself   I don't like Ugly, Original, Synthetic   I breathe rusty air logic   It becomes the lung, the mind is a closet   That is if it's a walk-in, cuz I'm open   You fell from the clips of weakness, I scoped it   I'll ball your rhyme up and stuff it inside my mouth   As if this was the first grade...(C'mon man)   And you'll just stand there   Your eyes'll water up   And your teeth'll grind cuz you rhyme first grade   SEE, IN THIS LIFETIME, I'm a caged poet   But I think life is more than a jail sentence   That's why I, took my time   Doing calisthenics which euphemisms to hand out a life sentence   When I rhyme, I put my ass crack in it   And you in a glass bottom boat with a crack in it   So fuck your attitude   My poetry's position is the sole definition of latitude      "Sinister" *repeated*      "You tell the angels in heaven you've never seen   An evil so singular personified as you being hit   In the face by the man who killed you"