Methodical Madness
• Written by L3O
There is a method to the madness
Chances are you don't know
So let me show you the true meaning
Beating you until your bleeding
Sitting in the lead
I'm a different breed of amazing
Shaking in your boots
I got hoop dreams
Daydreams
Screams in the distance
As I concoct my schemes
This is the new extreme regime
Nothing like you knew before
Putting you to the fucking floor
"Oh my god he just swore"
After this your mental state is gore
Can't come back from this
This Diabolical craft
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, I'm trapped
I'm a bastard, The world put this fucking knife in my hand
I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast
Two white cups and I got that drank
Smoke so much I'm the definition of dank
Blank mind to be frank
How fast you got to think
To understand that my lyrics are literally shanking you
Meanwhile your thanking me your welcome
These words are my weapon
You better learn your lesson
Hurting you is my intention
Putting you on a lower plane of elevation
This is my dedication to my reputation
Can't fuck wit this
Fuck all you, all you bitches
Sending best wishes
While I'm the surgeon removing your stitches
Like snitches
The golden boy (potter)
Smoke potter
Call me the mad hatter
My anger gathers
Each verse making matters worse
Flipping fingers gonna reverse your whole career
Interfere
Infest you with fear
Your fame gonna diss-appear (poof)
I'm the karma of this genre
Wanna holla for ya mama yet?
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About the Artist
L3O
Member since May 15 2021