Utero

I make pussycat rap acts boogie and dash Like I’m dog the bookie, I bully a track Look behind Has-Lo’s eyes, a hive mind I fight inside for inner peace with each side Ironic. I’ll bit your head off Hand you your necklace back. Put some ice on it Life’s boring, I sleep mine away Dream lucidly, try and see how deep I can fade It’s bugged. Take a stroll in my subconscious Where foul thoughts crumble the walls that block it Mentally I’m crooked and cracked White man say it’s ‘hood in me, could it be that? I reflect and repel, I’m out of your reach Too r-a-w for retail I’m deep like hellraiser’s box, heavenly release I’m imperfect. The wings made me complete In my past life I rolled with a thief Young knight, priest and a cleric Still roll with me in spirit I died in the field Now I reincarnate and battle the beat