JYNXT is the name, but you can call me Prince Germaine
Watch me change, through my fits of rage
When the Tourette Syndrome phases, engaged
I attract the gaze of a million eyes transfixed on stage
Good things come to those who wait, ‘bullshit,’ I say
Better things come to those who chase
Concentrate, get your mind right
The quantum leap of faith into the blind light
Ey yo, listen to this
I spit it, I spurt it, I bake it, I burned it, I take it, I earn it
I leavе your brain naked and nervous
Cussing and cursing, I slither whеn I’m swerving like a Chinese serpent
Your muscles are hurting, the poison is working
Get them JYNXT