[lyrics] (just some brain juice)
wreck with self
Got this heart so it's gone be me to break itself
Seekin rest interested in getting dressed distressed can do me some deep rest but depressed
Panic manically stated d-dated to write my own fate with all this hate
Ain't reppin for no fame and no tits
school her into molecular bits
Eyes weary like resented
experimented on drugs to vent
I went from some
Sense to cents
Henceforth is the price worth
Baskin on maskin
a lyrical cut on my wounds nursed,
And I flow this blow burst my verse
Cursed I think second thoughts first
Thinkin deeper the reaper's weepin
keepin me from leapin
Deep in the strangest relative exchanges
Eerie cuz I can be mysterious
Serious stayin insidious
hideous when I pimp
These words so simple
Broken inside but feelin the healin
Nah man ian snakin fakin the aching
Just slittin a neck in from breakin
Making a killin, stealin a feel,
Mentally ill in this skill
I pop hip hop like a pill
So it's gone blow when I flow
Like illest to illicit, realistically
Syllabilistically slit a split to a spit
Hocus pocus to focus,
My thots flow set itself to blow cuz
Ian gotta be a virgin just to sound the tightest and between me and y'all
This is the slightest difference
You can't even be friends with the demon in me that butcher verses like a hell bound right
Every time I rap why do I sound tight
Cuz I'm just too early obsessed thinkin words that sounds similarly curved curly to make em think even your intentions to slaughter sound girly
On shiftin perspectives like shop liftin
Pathologically truth spillin the pills in for you rumpelstilskins
food to lactate
Talk bout some dope in you like you lacked it
You was so brown but I blacked it
Manipulates so many bullets and pull it like I clacked it
Is like my conscience like a person at the junction watch the body malfunction
Cuz I'm impaired like ian cared
Double dared bare and scared
Distressed with no rest
puppet under the control of the disease here
So I foam words and it turns out to be sickest in a steer
Neurologically driven mad to tears
Ian never grown up in years is in
I listen only to see who's dissin
Invincible in this old school new school shit I'm the principal
Failure comes in with a price tag but I cant afford it
my jam wasn't recorded although my brain was distorted so I tried to word it
This dream was all that I had like a weapon cuz of if I got a weapon,
Words can happen.