In the Mind

Xendrik from the Yak Town, rolling through Sac now

Put on my clown makeup and I bring the smackdown!

I'm slaying all these rappers like I gotta vendetta

If I Vocalize my thoughts then their brains will go splatta

My bars go ratatatat like gats in Baghdad

Your lines are empty like your mind's been ransacked

Yeah I've got a few screws loose, and it's ended a few dudes

Don't be a fool man, one or two were just like you

Shadows always creeping in back of my mind

I tried to escape that shit and find the divine

But there was nothing to find, thirty motherfuckers wrote that book of lies

Fine, I'll just bring the lyrical wartime like a psychotic Einstein

I don't play man, my words are the flames and the songs the frying pan

I'mma reduce you to a pile of ash, your lyrics gave me a spray tan!

What do I gotta do to prove to you that I'm that illist fool?

I don't understand all of the hullabaloo about you and your little minuscule lyrical revenue

I run with the Wolves man what about you?

A fucking shameless sheep shivering and scared shitless

You got your ass on my shit-list, next I'mma add you to the hit list.

Talk shit about my lisp

Talk shit about my slit wrists

Talk shit about my mental disease

Or how I memorize raps like they're ABC's

Hell, talk shit about my mother who ditched me

Vanished in the night when I was only thirteen

I'm so tired of hiding what's in the mind

Here's some fuel for the fire to keep the hate alive