I'm sad with lyrics glad/
I rhyme mad with phrases rad/
Demented I am, but cemented in place/
I try to run and move, but I can't even pace/
I try to be resillient to this mace, people brace with their hands, and direct at my face/
I am rocking this rap world with grace/
Beating weak rappers that weak as lace/
One pull, and they are full/
Nothing I can't handle/
No lyricists that I can't dismember, n' dismantle/
I'm a mantis with a diss that could eviscerate your energy/
Make you low-down n' dirty, thirty years old/
With no woman, living out in the cold/
Living out of a paper-bag, hair on your heads nothing but knots and shag/
Who's next to spit with their head/
Spit shit so heavy, it's knocking over this levy, and sinking water like lead/
Words taking over the flow, like a fungus, aching to contaminate and grow/
This is my show/
Now let your cerebral cortex blow like plexi-glass,
when a quarter-back has just fumbled an explosive pass/
Overwhelm your opponents and tell em their ass is grass/
Let's smoke our green, out of your pocket only a joint should be seen/
Next Word: encrypt
I rhyme mad with phrases rad/
Demented I am, but cemented in place/
I try to run and move, but I can't even pace/
I try to be resillient to this mace, people brace with their hands, and direct at my face/
I am rocking this rap world with grace/
Beating weak rappers that weak as lace/
One pull, and they are full/
Nothing I can't handle/
No lyricists that I can't dismember, n' dismantle/
I'm a mantis with a diss that could eviscerate your energy/
Make you low-down n' dirty, thirty years old/
With no woman, living out in the cold/
Living out of a paper-bag, hair on your heads nothing but knots and shag/
Who's next to spit with their head/
Spit shit so heavy, it's knocking over this levy, and sinking water like lead/
Words taking over the flow, like a fungus, aching to contaminate and grow/
This is my show/
Now let your cerebral cortex blow like plexi-glass,
when a quarter-back has just fumbled an explosive pass/
Overwhelm your opponents and tell em their ass is grass/
Let's smoke our green, out of your pocket only a joint should be seen/
Next Word: encrypt