Barmageddon Video (MV)

I remember skipping school work to do research on DJ KOOL HERC
And hone my skills
'Till I could spit some shit that could a f*cking corpse chills
Relapsing drug addict who snorts pills
Cuz my mind's illness
Spills shit that most people don't know how to go and deal with
Like intelligence that's artificial
Seeing retards playing with a Stephen Hawking missile
The Mayans predicted this but the timing was just off a little
And ain't it consequential
How I bomb on any instrumental with a heavy lyric level
Like a cherry-picking devil
I could keep on turning over several more
Disease ridden-MC's
Just to cease living while I just keep spitting all of these R.I.P's
Laced with ketamine
Just to keep 'em alive until they get it B.
Let 'em breathe let 'em ease
You verse me?-nigga please
Trust me
MonkeyMan
I am not the one to play with
I Fling Shit and rip faces (uh)
Pound for pound the best
While I'm pounding on my chest
Ape shit! Rap phenomenon
Straight from out the Necronomicon
The depths that I am on are eons way beyond
All the shit that y'all be on
So face it Your basic and Ain't Shit
That you could do
Cuz comparisons would be embarrassing
I'll bury ya upon
This old-school boom bap microphone
With the way I flip my flow and switch my tone
I keep causing mass hysteria
Eating rappers up nowadays
Niggas swear I'm sicker than malaria
(Woo)
Yea you'd hardly believe it
These off-beat diseases are awfully egregious- to those with weak characters
Get into you like bad juju
Super quick subdue you
Give it a second and it's bound to bury ya
(Woo)
Feeling like I just got knocked into A whole Nother frequency
Sometimes it doesn't have to get that deep my G
But
Everybody wanna claim they special when they rhyme
Rebrand the same generic topic 20 f*ckin times in ya half-ass funny lines
While the disconnect gon' still remain perpetual
From the young growing minds and the self-entitled intellectuals
Yea
What a horrible time to wanna rap now
It feels like everybody's back to saggin' cuz we' all assed out
They don't care about no lyrics
Just ya image or ya gimmicks
It ain't hard to tell now that they tryna flip this genre to a haven for you f*ckin sellouts
Man I gotta get the hell out of this pop wave
Cuz I'd rather drown than end up looking like a f*cking clown with the drip
Acting like a kid
So go - go
Have ya favorite pop rapper spit some shit
Intricate or ignorant but we don't really give a shit
Make em dumb it down so you don't ever ever have to meet the ghouls and goblins
Living in the underground
(Woo)
I f*ck around and leave ya mans squashed
F*ckin with the rap Sasquatch
Have em all big shook
Mythical
Like my f*ckin name was bigfoot