American Idle (Feat Upgrade HipHop)

[Weerd Science]

(Yeah)

You don’t Hustle Hard

You borrowed your mother's car

Heard your new shit and it blew; Avatar

Coming through like a matador

Ready to rip your motherfucking esophagus right out of ya

Bludgeon you with a blade

Moving in and out of ya

Damaging your interior till they stick me in attica

I'm a savage who will savagely sever your sciatic

And get your blood bubbling like a fucking alkaseltzer tablet

Rabid, cannibal I (??) your nector

I managed to cannibalize your whole set and your sector

I don’t need a mentor

My style is an orphan but i’m awesome

Blowing shit all up on my endorphins

They’re mighty morphin

Cuz when the truth meets distortion

They feed us little bits of info so they’ll blow us off in

An abortion of awesome proportions

Appalled but they applaud while they close the coffin





The downward spiral has gone viral

Disobey and you'll exist in exile

Make way for the godless and vile

Ladies and gentlemen your american idle



[Upgrade Hip Hop]

Minute that I step in see a sinners worst confession

Having scriptures burn in flames held my ministers and reverends

Belligerent and reckless

Womens silhouette undressing

While I throw the broad bands like an internet connection

Rappers building street cred from sicken ing attention

Saying their killers on their records

So we kill them on the record

Diamonds conception of the way they run and operate

I’ll beat you fruits to pulp

And say you motherfuckers concentrate

(???)

Assassinate you on the stage

And in my radar if I spot you then I’m dropping weight

You cannot debate and measure by the (???)

Replace your eyes with testicals

Its nuts to see you populate

As hip-pop and the drop climbs to the top

Like a chain but not (???)