I swing moods when unexplicable acts stay with recipicle facts
Altering notions, check emotion
My feelings been stealing from the outside
My clout rides upon a wind
I'm 'bout to bend you into allegory
Switching out a story like you never knew the gory ending (hah)
I'm bending kids sending rhymes over times
Fields, yes my rhymes yield ya
Move ya all back moving faster spellcasting beast master
Ya wanna see the shit I bring? I sling rhyme moodswing king with mind
Check multiplex mind storm, I fly swarm to emcees like locusts
Coming through ya void insect to soy
Ya paranoid moving back trembling likе the earth surface whеn I walk upon it
See ya worthless
Who's the kid thats slipping through the forrest seeing the horrors
Who is the starving and who's the starving artist
See that's me second one when I beckon some emcees to come near me
I plummet through the fear, so I'm beggin ya
All emcees hold on to your chair I be robotic voltron sinking puppet fear
Into your blood vessel, I spit the vocal spud missle
Scud missle on the mic
I splitting kids with spikes that come out the mouth
I never hover above the clouds unless I want to
I flaunt through cliques
See I'm the sickest emcee, demented, brain cemented in the skull
Blow yourself on up I'm not gonna help you
I yelp through inclusions
Hear my shriek from the peak of the monolith
Sit good and evil conglomerate
So what you wanna do? I got a throat that spit shit
Got polyps like callouses in the brain malice is my name
The middle name anyway, I spittle fame in any way
Directions angular mangle check sickest angle
Strangling emcees tighten up the vocal chords
Your locals bored well open up your eyes
Size up the situation that we have at hand
Now welcome to my fantasy land
I scan to see my man standing on his right
All starving artists take flight
And stride off in the night
I know you like me, you wanna slide towards the fool?
Now why you staring at your reflection in a tide pool?
I might school rappers that wanna come into my section
Verbal reflection, ill mic circumspection
Never heard before words galore for music's martyrs
When blade runnings our fire starter
Don't forget it don't sweat it, don't let it get under your skin
The seven deadly sins, that's seven elements of the malevolent
The elements combine but melanin's not the relevant for rhyme
So what you want, my mind?
See check, you can see the circumspection sick intersection
Like traffic, red light don't come into my section, at night
You wanna see striding when enlighten mics fire, spire
Inspire to come flag the placement cross the nation
Rhyme rotation that I own
I use it to leave the locals blown with the vocal tone
My throats sore I gotta explore new worlds
And swirl rhymes for the girls