[Nalyd Ecitsuj]
My minds a puzzle ready to be deciphered quick
Sometimes i struggle with it
I try to juggle this frenzy of writing sick
I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with
When i rhyme and spit
And write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in
So i speed it up...Made bad choices in my years but i steer clear of evils touch
I hear voices clear in my ear that i fear are demons agging me on to say "GOD DAMN" or "CUNT" and 'FUCK!'
I've been deemed a fiend
Cause i haven't seized my dreams and succeeded very much
So i conceived a scheme
And retrieved the keys
Inside my mind and sealed it shut
This bitch won't get a nut from me
She'll get a hockey puck inbetween her teeth buck before I put on a front
Who you looking at cunt? Lips pucked need to tuck before I stick my sausage links inbetween both holes (Finger fuck)
Who's your favorite rapper? Never me
My mind is like high tech weaponry
So think again before you step to me
Its like chemistry the way i create my legacy
I chemically revive hip-hop awake with my remedy
Jealousy and envy surround my poetry
Express those feeling i pound you vocally
Im mostly in it for the head and bitches
Whoops i mean heads and stitches/
I battle feds and witches
Getting a buzz of these meds and rhythms
Im only inches away from blowing up
I don't even "spit" anymore, i'm fucking throwing up
Vomiting bars onto your crew
If you try and devalue my views
Smack you, crack you like a cashew
And eat you up and won't leave gratiturity
Beat you up if you accuse me of immaturity
This is your favvy ughh he's boring me
Whos' your favorite rapper
Who's the one that gave you rapture
Who's the one thats whacker
Who's the one thats subject matter made you leave him because his pants are covered in bladder and fecal matter
Who wants to be blacker and keeps flipping through his mental roladex of memory rhyming each chapter
I know who, Nalyd Ecitsuj
The white ones always will be the one to whipper snapper on a kindergarten class a' matter a factor me in with the goats and kings
I'm killing them Sandy Hook breaking of Spring