Weerd Science
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 (???)