The Abominable Showman Video (MV)

I'm from another dimension.

You best be protectin'

Yourself with a fence that's electric, when I wreck shit.

Emcees that test me get chewed up, and digested.

I get hard when I spit bars, like I'm sextin'.

Now... Bring the motherf*ckin' ruckus.

Hi, haters... Suck it.

You hollow inside like a Jack-o'-lantern pumpkin.

Ya brain is fried from that swag-fag lovin'.

I heard you loud and clear the other night with ya trash-rap bumpin'.

You wanna diss me, and dismiss me... But Diz be shifting onto some other shit.

Like guitars going in and out from clean to heavy riffs.

I smoke many spliffs.

Sometimes...

Sometimes, it's sunshine, a fun high... If the nug's right.

Sometimes the bud leaves me bug-eyed, and untied... It's so dumb I should stop smoking, but like...

Follow me to the beat, as I flip my tongue like Nina Hartley.

I got more bars, see?

I hardly started. I spit when I spit so, pardon...

Don't get too close. I like bustin' rhymes, but I like sampling the most.

Was supposed to be the DJ, but my Emcees went ghost.

My band members bail when I need them the most, so after another fail... I took another boat.


F*ck bitches, f*ck fame, f*ck wealth. I do this for myself.

I listen to my jams, cause I feel it's good for my health.

Vibes are contagious with rhymes that my just make you wanna crowd around, and spectate.

I get love, I get hate. I got a cassette tape tatted on my chest-plate.

My favorite bands would give most of you a headache.

Play my tracks for a label... I bet they would think I'm wack, but I'm relieved when I rap...

(Dept paid) I don't f*ck with much hip-hop from this decade.

We got a dead BIG, a dead Pac... Why not a dead Drake?




Yo, what up again? It's the unrelenting Diz.

Switchin' up the mentality in my sentences, in percentages.

One second is positive, one second is negative.

I am not a pessimist... Just my head is in two channels.

But the thought of playin' more live shows makes my eyes roll... And guides flow, like paddles.

I stick on the beat like a shadow.

Diving head-first, even if the water's shallow.

Even if the crowd looks like gallows; foul, yo... With scowls

Hello, Hi. I'm the captain of ya flight. Close ya eyes.

Sometimes I give a f*ck too much, it gets me bummed.

Sometimes I don't give a f*ck.

The drug of melodies and drums helps me keep numb from stupid pointless bullshit; the dumb.

(Watch as I come)

You don't have to hide, you just got to be alive to be open like the sky-blue.

I could get high just bustin' rhymes... Watch as I do.

Those barriers that divide you... Put them beside you.

Let me get inside you.

Emotions... Coming in out gradually/rapidly like an ocean...

My devotion: Is to express the excess. I owe it to myself to put my heart and my soul to the test.

I appreciate you turning on my track. You made it all the way though... Respect to that.

Do you dig it? Do you think it's wack?

2013, Mic-check... Where we at?

[Thanks to jlmail472 for adding these lyrics]