Random Paths

I'm a sick, demented individual
Style, original
If you're critical, you're being hypocritical
Not quite symmetrical and irresponsible
Now don't make me get psychological, philosophical

And rap technically, recognize the legacy
I know you heard of me
Don't make me bust a flow cause it'll be Untouchable
Indestructible

Watch us make tons of dough, combustible
Uh
On the double

Who thinks they
Got the scoop man at any given time I'm carrying Around a shovel
I'ma play that pick up by three while me and my Bros huddle, gathering like puddles

See drops of water, me make rap, melodramatic Attacks
So get back, my style ain't shit, but quick
You better take a pic
Quick

You couldn't take a pic
Let me molest mix sessions
Rapping tongue flicking like dykes on lesbians
Any pain, clutch, slash, pages like Hash Im blazing Match strikes for days

Dutch, fuck another absurdity, verbally
Hurtling like, verbal surgery
Remove the larynx on top of three pairs of necks

You actin' fine back in time, saying that you're Packing nines

That shows signs of molestation, underground like An excavation
The serious sector with a lecture, you might get a Fracture
Factual, freeform, reborn, transforming to an Animal
You like to repeat, you're like a parakeet

No watch the superhuman, feats, we perform
Just to warm up, dirty like a porn slut

First, the curse of a verse for you to immerse in

You're gonna have to reimburse, reverse, my friend
And then do it beyond the ionic sphere
Is where I take you and your peers now here's a new Premiere, rap steering, hot searing the beat
Like a sharpened rock

Yeah
Hundred proof, hot to the top like the sun, hit the Roof, hear the tick then boom, now the soul's out like a ticket booth
The remainder of a big enough butcher knife, round Nice then resurrect your life and do it twice
Like threepeats
I inject three feet deep slice, my life's so right, so Wrong at night

Innovators, innovators, double time
Put your hands up, yeah, yeah
Window breakers, window breakers, double time
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Widowmakers, widowmakers, double time
Random shit, random shit, double time

Fuck the sad sacks time to get abstract

I can flow to the rhythm of the drums
Patterns come, together as one, just like the rave
Aw, now you're not so brave, you wanna trade
You'll get enslaved by the snare tap

It's just like a bear trap, cause the beat's all legit
Even hotter than house, they sent scouts that didn't Return
Skip your turn

Grab your rap by the balls, beat it down til it crawls
Take a dash to the falls, where it wallows for a while
For a style your smile produce
Being induced
By embarrassment from the harassment suit
Body can't see if I ever beat, can't get within a Hundred and fifty feet
You're trying to rape me with a rap, you fucking Creep

I lacerate him decapitate him before I castrate him
You get blast with a stray hit
Strafe him dilapidated, cause you played out
Like reruns
The brain contains the cerebral evil of twenty Heathens
Main seal with the fluid that the bees stung

Pissed at humanitarians like an interplanetary Demon

Don't rap for me, cause I'll map your movement
Even in seclusion, write the conclusion
Coming straight at you, in a Subaru

Thinking about what I'm gonna do to you
Time to drill with the quickness
Rhymes fresh like some mentholyptus
When we spit this and get descriptive

Make you repent, front row for the final event
Slow descent to the maelstrom
Rap till the cow's home

Living life kind of erratic
One second
Slicing tires and splicing wires
And then you turn your back, i take a shack
And turn around im fighting fires
And teaching choirs how to sound
And still performing
Like skaters straight out of the 80's
Fuck it if you thought roller skating
I'm saying fuck the ratings

Hydrochemical, hypothetical, psychomedical, static, Aesthetic, funereal
In stereo, still ill, it'll kill us in serial

Old gold plated armor, are you rated, imperial
Order these fairies dissipated, stated ethereal
Beat seekers, heat seekers, create seizures
Sleep creepers and seek immersed

Curse keepers, we earth creatures
Crypto, hypno and hit low
Real metal, stilettos, slit throats
Physics, hypno, let's choke on the crystal by they Fistful



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Weber
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