Synaesthesia

Synaesthesia like McConaughey
Sniffing ether outta modesty
Spit a seizure like it's a commodity
Rolling reefers like it's science rocketry, yo
Ripping leisure like i'm an oddity
Glandular fever type pornography
Richter readings deeper than seismology
My life is like a fuckin constant black comedy, yo

Living proof that i spit cryptic shit, so aloof
Sick to the tooth of dicks tryina preach to the youth
Snitches and fools make me wanna go off deep like the blue
I deliver lyric abuse, and you best bet it's visual too

Akai aligns and ignites in the booth
I rip the gritty sickness like a fuckin hybrid of flus
You're tying the noose, like you're just dying to lose
Lying in pools results in the spice of your life removed

Come off the top like i got a fetish for scalping
While ice cold saggin in the alps of a Cult Mountain
Scouting for lizard men, but loose count after 1000
Thinking they're discreet, but there's no doubting that i found them

Hold my pride to the sky like Vlad The Impaler
Lay out blazed on the couch, call me Rad The Inhaler
And just for the sake of making things a little stranger
I strangle cats on tracks, call me Rap The Space Invader

Turnt up so much you can only turn left
My tracks'll hack that fuckin wax off your chest
Have you coughing up flesh
Waving rap hands, demanding crack and lack of respect
It's Vic... putting the bap back in baphomet

Vic spits lyrical savagery with tenacity
Deletes the Aussie scene from wack emcees like it's blasphemy
Exceeding brain capacities
Lads beg me to redact tracks, but the fact is this is the way it has to be