Windstorm

yeah yeah

 

I just gotta go and get it

I'm the original master when I spit it, fast

I get confused when I smash

I'm smashed, The next day I wake up in a gas mask

On the lawn. Get up but then I'm withdrawn

I do not know where I've gone

My brain is pounding like a fucking gong

Take an advil, but the house looks like a windstorm

Blew threw it, I guess I lose it when I perform

I'm fluid

Fucking nuclear fusion when I fuse it

Words are scrambled and I guess I lose it

My music is so fucking loose it's

Hanging from a noose and your still a nuisance

I'm blue in the face from your excuses

 

In the morning I sit down and put on my boots with my jacket

I don't know what causes me to do this

Shit you see I'm back with

a motherfucking cyclone

Of verbal psychopathic verbs

Spinning so fast the whole world blurs

I'm a fucking addict getting worse

speeding forward, then reverse

Letting it hurt every-time I let out this curse

And that's just how this shit works

No problem showing you without pictures

 

Guess I'm a little bit of a hypocrite

But whats the risk? man I'm sick of this

Yet I can not quit.

I got you interested

I'm in this with a little twist

Like a magician waving his wand in the air

My dreams came true and then they disappeared

I thought I would be inducted

Only to be Infinite and fucking disgusted

My words are Intricate but still different

From all you fake ass cunts who

Don't know when the blizzard hit

Who deserves this shit

I figured it would be legit

Guess I'm shit out of luck

Just a little bit

But I spit quick.

 

But I only snap back at your face like I'm made of elas-tic

Back with another verse of acting

Like I'm rapping past your ass I'm so fast it's

Not even funny when Your in last, shit

Pistol grip with a little bit of me asking

Why in the motherfuck am I packing

Sent all these niggas packing

In fact I'm actually just watching your reaction

As I'm laughing in the back of my house I'm relaxing

Expanding my vocabulary for smashing

You don't think my verbs are right

I'll put them all into action

Cameras flash and I just got to snatch em

Then cash em into a pawn shop

For a nightly thing of satisfaction

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