Barzzz

 

arming myself mentally with artillery from a dictionary it's not weird

it's an addiction,ordinary, just picture me in a picture playing pictionary

next to a fixture of my musical mix-tape mixture for the first time

doing rape on tape cuz i enjoy torture

standing on top of the empire going bananas like an ape in a weird state

fucking up my posture, i ain't talking in the same tounge like

everybody else, rapping till some springs sprung from collapsed lungs

on a statue and sung with liberty then fell on top of a bell

got a nasty sting you asked i gotta tell, gravity don't work on me

a killer bee you shall see, pillar of the community now and forever

always gonna be, a realer MC thou shall not see

flow fluidity sick, nipping stupidity in the bud that is my destiny

stop tryna be me cut the jealousy i rap in another language

like a mummy awakening from a millennial sleep with no bandage

that's not an advantage, softening you using my esophagus and

i just rose from my sarcophagus and already spewing venomous

ink upon this paper like an octopus too hot to handle

smoking from it but i'm not a vaper

with someone's cd in my player on the ancient bird of Egypt Ibis

did i mention i watched if through my iris, the tension rose

and it vicariously gave me hepatitis, like some coke up my nose

or a virus in high dose, had an existential crisis, included side effects:

exponential growth in flows and dropping bombs like ISIS

a flood is coming to take me away but i'm on boat, staying afloat

only one alive so i'm the wisest, why test and count the syllables

i'm hungry and to me they're like edibles, food for thought while

i spit these epic flows, tongue elastic when i fast spit like i'm

one of the incredibles, in a stall alone like i'm Jason cuz i just

killed Freedy balancing the ying yang on a jet ski, i'm not expendable

but a bang to see, really unbelievable, sporadic not a sellout but really

sellable