The Boocklub - 32nd chamber unlocked (feat. Envy Black & Thy Comedian) Lyrics

Perfectionist in this shit
I'm on heights they can't touch with imagination
You could never reach my elevation
Pay attention, this a demonstration, you stay getting by on imitations
I break molds and garner veneration
I'm in the station cooking storms, call me Zeus, I bring the maelstrom
A nature-driven force of which I suggest you reckon
Killer metaphors, swift precision like a nailgun
I can spin a story; take a seat I might regale ya - look
Call the Foundation up, there's been a breach of an anomaly
I'm an enigma to a non-believer
Chaotic with harmonious symphony
Convinced that I'm the reincarnation of Mephistopheles
Had an epiphany, there really ain't no stopping me
I'm incomparable and all the competition drops to me
Popping off gon' get you caught up in some problems
I was born to bring apocalypse, so I'll fulfill that prophecy
You ain't got a dog in this fight
Even if the law have they day, I must f*ck mothers to puree
Most but heads and get jealous, but not the Crowns
'Coz we respect the godliness of our ambitions
I think that's for the Greater Good, Badass & Coyote Ugly
Been sober too long, it's okay to drug me
Unless you're Diddy or Ari Shaffir, to clear the record
Meerkats and a cashier are more deserving of respects
Shoving symptoms of sympathy with avenging payback
Flowing in a rhythm causing ventricular fibrillation
My urine spurts to a potty mouth like a urinal, it's futile
I'm going the extra miles, don't lose morale
Yowzah! I draw on the mist, no Zabuza
As a wet queef lacteets starting into sleeper agents
You felt this rebel's determination
I bet those racists weren't thunkin' the South was gonna rise again by a Guatemalan
Pausing live reactions at the Sonic drive-thru
Grounded like a hedgehog, I spit chilly enough to freeze nips off
Bitch, can't you see we're the future, Toph?
(I'm tryna think of some good shit talk)
Pop! Pop! Pop!
('Coz there's classic shit talk but, just- just something enough to where)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(I mean, sometimes like that- it just comes natural, bro, you know what I'm sayin? Like, you just be saying whatever)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(Bro, but. I- but I feel like I don't talk enough shit in my music)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(Man) (Hehe! You know what I'm sayin?)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(I feel like I don't talk enough shit. I've been on my) (That's why you got pussy flaps on ya asshole)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(I'm not sure what to make of that)
Dancin' with snakes ain't a thing
Venom flows through these veins
(Bake some cake in that)
Look at me
Extravagant black bastard with a fashion sense
And adamant that I could leave my competition past tense (has been)
Catch me chuckin' daggers like a madman
And stabbin' motherf*ckers, huffing vapors from a gas can
Dab me in and put a little hash in it
Blow that static in the air and get my body flaccid
New cat, but spitting 80's bars like there's crack in it
Blast from the past when the old heads hear me rappin
Call me"Envy Black" 'coz all I know is jealousy
Haters on my dick, I call that"zealousy", you bitches should be celibate
Praise me to my face, but they gon' celebrate my death ever festively
That still won't kill my legacy
F*ck what you tellin' me, I push harder
I'm pullin' felonies with good karma
I'm testing Fate but I know Destiny look good for me
I press the opps but keep the strap when they come look for me