Sour Soul

[Verse 1] Yo, cleanse me, clean me of my sour soul, I'm vicious My mind races from the satellite dishes No technology, this world's corrupt They can't feed me food for thought, I won't budge I'm a twisted individual, they say critical I say "Nigga I'm on top of my pinnacle" Chest boards and sword, alphabetical darts My clan is Braveheart, y'all move like Paul Blarts Sloppy, go 'head and try and stop me if you can Your casualties of war will get left in the sand I'm Iron Man, a stone faced killer with a mask Don't want the truth then don't ask, you couldn't handle a task Rigorous, my war face is one that God gave me Evil cause I looked all bugged out and crazy Dusted, embalming fluid dripping from my nose hole Stapleton nigga, never catch me wearing rose gold [Verse 2] Fuck the CIA, DEA and the feds They got you bugged son, microchip in your meds Wax like dreads, smoking rags on the list like Craig Steroids in chickens, why they feeding us eggs? Hot in a ditch nigga, snitch nigga, I won't switch nigga Zen position with my finger on the trigger Pure alkaline, that fluoride will fuck you up I seen a spaceship fly out the back of a truck Diamond water, I've been splashed with the fountain of youth Had a molar fall out, I grew in a gold tooth Bullet proof, my clan’s sword is surgical steel I don't feel, I'm comfortably numb, Stapleton slum Insomniac, I'm charged off the rays of the sun You can't fuck with me nigga, this is one-on-one With the strength of ten midgets I'ma murder you son [Outro] This real Yeah, I got my swagger back and all that That's right