[Psiklone:]

I strangle rappers with the thumbs of my cold hands
Under their throat glands
Break necks, crush em like coke cans
And dump em in chokeslams
Deeper than undersea submarines
Can't be photographed, moving faster than shutter speeds
Not afraid of the dark, I emerge in the night
It's scared of ME; I'm followed by a circle of light
Purpose in life: earning my stripes
Making a vertical slice down each shoulder with a surgical knife
Broke every bone in my body and ran a kilometer
Only caught red-handed when slapping an officer
Advanced mechanical arms
I lash Saturn's rings and dash them at mars, slicing the planet apart
I drown priests in baptism baths
In a tyrannical wrath
Murder characters from Animal Farm
Think you're sicker? You're having a laugh (HAHAHA)
I'll kick you off a cliff, lasso your neck midair
And snap it in half
Tenchu tactical stance
Stigmatic, lucid visions of my crucifixion
Flashback from the past
One of my sperms spawns alien nations
I surf airwaves, hijacking pirate radio stations
Why transform? I'm in my optimus prime
Freestyles commit suicide off the top of my mind
Like scratched CDs you'll stop in your tracks
Scuba dive with human lungs locked to my back as oxygen tanks

Rhyme Asylum, Psiklone
Word up
2007