[Verse]
Stop staring at me like I'm not an icon
Fear me even before they turn my mics on
Adjust the filters in the camera that's a Nikon
I'm on this Latin high throne from what I spitted from my tongue
Experience how guest appearances become my song
Your rhymes sound like every rapper that ever put Nikes on
Mind of a cyclone, body like a bison
I went to the zoo and the pythons like, "Look at Chino's pythons!"
I'm proud to be part of the rebel arms lеgacy
My wicked words have becomе an accurate weapon of efficiency
I'm killing the conspiracy to literally obliterate illiteracy
And go to the barrio, distribute in part of the currency I receive
You've been placed on high alert that Big Chino's berserk
I wrote rhymes on my potty that'd still body your life's work
A rapid reverse from the captain of hurt that is fast and absurd
With the classical work that's collapsing your earth
Perhaps I'll return just to laugh at your sermon
I cast out a person, a hex like a wizard named Merlin
While I'm ?Irvine? crowd surfing
Smash your children with rocks from the fallen wall of Berlin
You'll be squirming like Malcolm when he was perming his hair and it's burning
Like a Nazi furnace purchased by merciless war criminals that are German
My art's like you're torn apart by savages, ravenous vermin
A cannibal surgeon wearing a turban
Swimming in toxic urine cesspools of salive and bourbon
Lost in a dark current
The stomach of the serpent, superlative
Hunted by alternative ?invertebrates?
We're like murdered kids buried by the hands of our parents
And your {catalogue / cattle log} is just that
A piece of cow shit, every single garbage track
I'm breeding hatred, I did everything but die
You wanna talk about how hard life is, you're talking to the wrong guy
I'm aggravated, salivating, curdling blood, calculating
My Calico calibrating, emerging from dust ?and Nasa taping?
Brain damage, stab you with all kinds of metal shit
If you're a dancer, learn to use these seizures to your benefit
Smoking formaldehyde that's combustible
I'm high as hell and sleeping on the ceiling is uncomfortable
[Outro]
Yeah, they would love to take this all from me
I write words, then erase 'em, they're too bizarre to read
My arteries, ?these thoughts? start slow, and then pick up speed
But once these pills dissolve, I'll be too far to reach
I'm a beast cut deep that can't sleep
This pen is all I need so I can scribble my sorcery
Uh, scribble my sorcery
Yeah, watch, I scribble my sorcery