Burning Bridges

Bad to the bone, mad in the dome, planning on manning the throne
Most candidates know, if they challenge the palace, they'll be handed a O
And get threats, plus a savage roast, this is the land of the GOAT
They can't pass my grand moat, stranded as I advance to GO

There's no can or glass, I won't toast. There's no match-up, I won't smoke
Plans to make a buck, so I'm cashed up like GHOST
I got a cancerous approach, beating hosts live on primetime TV shows
When they don't play my tracks, no way 8 will stand for that the bandits to tax rap pants

But I might of abandoned my manners, like Manson on acid murdering beats haven't you heard of me?

I'm the track assassin, chasing the dragon on a magic carpet with Jasmine and Jafar that I racked from Aladdin
I embrace tantrums, lighting my hands on fire with lanterns
When I'm high, In the pantheon, when I'm smiling, I'm not panicking
We've been cursed by witches, with words of wicked

We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted
we'll be Burning bridges
We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted We'll be burning bridges
Served bourbon and liquor.
We'll be burning bridges We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted We'll be burning bridges

I gain belief when I lay on a beat. I leave it shaking like being tased by police

I leave a taste of bleach when a hater speaks
But I find it as tasty as peaches. It smells as well as daisies and fascias
Aiming for the awards and greatness of Caesars
This is my lore, take it or leave it

Brains as torn as ya's, defacing greats
Graves engraving, 8s a genius
My word plays first grade, it's like the learnt statements of Jesus
This is the curse, but I need it

All these verses are seasoned with the herbs of my three cents
In rap, Ive earnt respect, but they must say my work offends
Then I'm bursting into stitches, making the worst decisions
great at burning bridges, and stirring liquids, hurt by my existence

My first mission was to get them served by the resistance

We've been cursed by witches, with words of wicked

We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted
we'll be Burning bridges
We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted We'll be burning bridges
Served bourbon and liquor.
We'll be burning bridges We'll be burning bridges until this curse is lifted We'll be burning bridges

I visit haunted homes, with a mission to haunt ghosts
In wardrobes, on a course of cones, plus I'm snorting coke
With an immortal approach, thinking I'm invisible, but it's just a normal cloak
Don't conform to roads, sort of broke, so I'm walking to Borneo

Off the chain, thinking I'm Doctor Strange
Cause I've got on a cape, locked in my basement
Jotting this placement to stay in this place I live
No judge, utter case dismissed, cause I must make it

And stop dropping on pavements, and taste bricks
used to consume based chicken, chips and gravy
Religion made me create a thick waste
Then I went and ditched plates, and picnic days and switch

To lighting, haze, and lines, and rhymes, written on page to mitigate
The split in my brain
You think I'm insane, cause I intimidate
Trying to find my way, like I'm living in a maze