Alien Sex



Verse 1:

It's the sickest force-in-the-game
Psychopathic, warped-in-the-brain
Don't belong on this planet, shouldn't walk-the-terrain
Since a younger I was awkward-and-strange
My thoughts-are-deranged
Trying to conform and be normal's just torturous-pain
Either I'm a fucking alien's abortion-that-came
Down from the sky, landed on Earth, morphed-and-attained
Human attributes, or my Dad's corpse-was-a-plain
Lie to hide an abduction my mum was forced-to-retain
We ain't the same-breed
Motherfucker you could train-three
Million years in a row and you still wouldn't be in the same league
I regularly boost my brain-speed
Chewing a mains-lead
Til my temple vains-bleed!
Stunning the hardest rap-fanatics
With my rhyming acrobatics
Make the sickest emcee need to rethink his rap-schematics
A Syko who acts-erratic
Spitting vats-of-acid
Play my albums back-to-back-it's
Like a legend just stepped in the room and spat-the-classics...

Hook 1:

I'm hot as subterranean-depths
If you ain't feeling me you need your fucking craniums-checked
Feeling like Iorn Man, rolling with titanium-pecs
Untouchable, bitch I'm the product of alien-sex!

X2


Verse 2:

Cold-as-ice
When I hold-the-mics
Every piece of gold-I-Write's
As lethal as 10 King Cobra-bites
A poltergeist
When the flow-recites
Can't touch this, you'd have better luck cutting diamonds with dolomites
I'll go-for-nights
Writing so-precise
Like when surgeons go-to-slice
Making these other rappers look overpriced
Couldn't even be my prototypes
I'll merc off the entire industry with a keyboard as my sole-device
This is magical-shit
Got the flow to make your girl touch her vaginal-lips!
Make a paraplegic start bussing radical-flips!
And make the sourest haters act like fanatical-chicks!
Guess it's the nature-of-the-beast
Got the flavour-of-elites
And I don't need, no one to cater-for-the-beats
Couldn't give a fuck if majors-wanna-reach
Long as I'm paying rent and still got paper-for-the-beach
Some of you make me crease
Bragging on tracks you have-in-the-charts
Then only ever last
As long as an average-fart!
From the start
I was spitting with a mavericks-heart
If it ain't pushing boundaries it's not an adequate-task
That's why my shit's the cream-of-the-crop
Hear the passion in my bars when I'm reeling-them-off
This is Hip-Hop
Ain't tryna be dealing-in-pop
And when I'm not, breathing is when the scheming-will-stop...



Hook 2:

I'm lethal as radium-gets
Talking like your fucking sick but I ain't vaguely-impressed
Hating cause I've got the bars to make your lady-undress
Untouchable, bitch I'm the product of alien-sex!

X2