Yeah
Preliminary, musically I'm on the scene
Cooking up beats, call me real life fresh cuisine
Special delivery, something for your ears you see
Moving more crowds than a highly toxic centipede
I'm like Jigsaw with a big saw, break open your caucus while acting raucous
Outdated laws being out-breaks of war, give out fake awards to our gracious lords
No outtakes of gore - censorship is fentanyl
We bring you raw fugu liver meant to kill
Noise can be magic ear poison Hamlet but behind the static we toy with patterns
But with hints of madness
Fry you up and eat you like a bacon sandwich
Tofu for you, dude
Zero carnage
Always on the Richter when we shake the sound stage
Your bars is on the Bristol like the somewhat pasé
Becoming the rap sage, fat stacks of pages screamed at the screen they turn to gas phase
Virophage saviors on the airwaves
No microwave plagiarism we got taste
Nobles drinking wine versus Nobel stars
Opal finery versus Opel cars
We practice the practical tackling this reality
Sit back apres-track and slip back into your normality
I put the deuce in producer
I will not freeze, no medusa
My verse is odd like your future
I will not vibe like minutiae
I will turn up in plaid tracks and a new shirt
I will push straight through your crew, sir
Yes that will be on the bloopers
You'll take the red then the blue pill
I'll be the one sneaking up through your playlist with due thrills
Tie you with glue frills
That will be all and a refill