Beauty fell in love, a homonym of one, I’ll accept either spelling, Y or IE, son. Better said, Boys Entering Anarchistic States Towards Inner Excellence-one word’s a waste. Combined, three MCs and one DJ rule the land, Legendary crew, crashing MTV like Nathaniel Hornblower, man. Two words there be, all the clues plain to see, So ride my rhymes, as I Sabotage out, carefree.

Liquid fire within a metal vessel, it wakes the heart of machines. Your ex partner would use this on your clothes to set things off once . Its aroma when coming come lets you know that you have an emergency call to make

One version of me you want to hold But another would be indecent. When I'm found hanging from wood, I'm usually indehiscent.

If you turn on me, you are very quick. If you drop me, you’re a tattler or snitch. If you had one of me for every time President Trump said that something was the greatest it’s ever been, you’d be rich.

Can you count every cloud and every star? Can you become elon musk if you ate a ton of mars bars? My first three, a devil, short and mischievous. The rest of me is possible.