Lyrical Narcotics

[Verse 1] They call me Syko, lyrically I'm second-to-none Got your head spun Soon as the first second's-begun Rhyme crazy as the devil having sex-with-a-nun Never needed a gun, bitch my only weapon's-my-tongue It sprays lethal-acid Burning mics and sheets-to-ashes Plus my beats-are-massive Fam I could fucking sneeze and release-a-classic Not that it's hard to achieve, when this industry's-a-vapid Cloning machine that only cares if the rate of p's-are-rapid You must be sniffing keys-of-coke If you think today's emcees-are-dope Please hang yourself and don't ease-the-rope 'Til your body leans-and-slopes They're not even-close My rhymes'll melt your mind like butter on a piece-of-toast So call Charlie, cause I bring fire-in-the-booth I'm at the highest I've ever been admiring-the-view Seeing all these little fucking prats lying-to-the-youth You ain't villain, a real villains' attire-is-a-suit! And yes I know fully well that the road-is-raw Never said I'm a guy who always abode-the-law But you know-the-score I've never been a persona-fraud Telling you how I'm hustling and living by a code-of-war I'm on a mission to commandeer-the-throne And have the bad direction that this game has steered-atoned Touched more topics than most rappers you hear-are-known To touch the whole time their career-has-grown In one year-alone Fam you're nowhere near-my-zone! I'm in outer-space! About-to-break Light speed and vanish without-a-trace! Out-my-face No omega beta or alpha-traits! I ain't even human, I'm an alien that's out-of-place.... [Hook] I got them lyrical-narcotics Shottin rhymes from the lab for minimal-arse-profits This business? I get hysterical-laughs-off-it! It's just a bunch of goons with typical-daft-topics! This is them lyrical-narcotics Rhyming skill's right at the pinnacle-can't-top-it! Went to rap's birth, pulled the umbilical-parts-off-it Kicked the nurse, told her "It's mine bitch-and-you-can't-stop-it!" [Verse 2] Ain't nobody on my pedigree The horseman of Sleepy Hollow ain't as off his head-as-me! Man I'm a predatory Killer surging with energy! Already killed this game on SykoTherapy! Now I'm putting the nail-in-the-coffin No failing-or-stopping! Bun the industry that mess is looking stale-and-just-rotten Independent all day! I'll be prevailing-and-dropping These tracks until I've got a whole set of staidums-rocking! Til there's a aliens-coppin' Copies of these narcotics It's a sickness buried in me fam you can't-stop-it No amount of vast-profits'll Tempt me to branch-off-it Every beat my path-crosses I gotta burn harder than harsh-tropics My mind's a machine made to breach-the-limits Of this game, heart pumping at 90 beats-per-minute No oxygen in my body only ether's-in-it An artist through and through, cut me and I'll leak-acrylics Fuck deep-with-lyrics Man I'm at the cavernous-depths Of insanity, This head's a fucking hazardous-nest Of bars, beats, rhymes, basically a chasm-of-death For any emcees who wanna to test, how deep the savageness-gets! A ravenous-vet Man for years I've been flaming-tracks! Yet back in the day a lot of guys would sit and claim-I'm-whack Now everybody wants a track, with my name-attached! And pussy's thrown at me like the fucking sky's raining-cats! But I ain't here for that nonsense It's Syko Recordz bitch! Where the hits are just constants! You know the deal, no need for question or conference Only the illest music is ever leaving my conscience....