SYKO

[Intro] Yo, I think some of you guys are forgettin' why you call me Syko Let me remind you... [Verse 1] Your tracks are like four in the morning, it's boring I'm snoring You heard me, I'm already soaring, without no talk of waring or storing Bags of coke in my draw cause I'm poor and That I will "Bus tru your door and be pouring You and your boys blood all over the flooring" Fuck that, I'm raw and exploring New avenues, audibly-drawing Works of art boy I'm forming a pure and Incredible sound while more are applauding Ha, Talking like a G when I've got your chick here orally-warming! So keep the 'hood talk' antics minimal Ain't many rappers who can rip syllables Like me, man I'm like a frantic criminal Murdering every one of you rancid miniscule Emcees, you ain't on my wave length save strength Couldn't give a shit if you're making g's or you make-pence When I spit these bars I'm insane hence The reason everybody calls me 'Syko' Whether on a rap, or whether on a Grime-flow Man I spit major, you man are microbes Got this game more twisted than a cyclone This is my 'SykoTherapy' fuck all the gun talk, I wrote cleverly Like Akala in 'Find No Enemy' Cause nowadays sense is what I don't ever see Too many man wanna chat, about the gangs and the straps Never had their hands on a gat Yet they wanna talk gangster in tracks, please bitch Already proved that you don't have to spit this G shit Brought real talk since day dot, and fans feel me more Than a chick with 3 clits, you don't want piece of this For me bringing hits is a piece of piss All I hear from your tunes are some decent kicks You're dry, get munched like Wheetabix Could already call me a veteran Bombs are what you'd better-bring If you wanna be meddling it's evident I'm severing Every one of the residents Of this Rap Game and I'm setting the precedent You're better off settling Every week this sickness is developing Couldn't picture the terror in my cerebrum Dosed up on Cocaine, Ketamine and Heroin Drop a 'P' from rapping, that's what I do when I spit Force fuck the haters chatting, smashing the booth into bits Spray bars like an uzi cappin, Have your brain oozing in drips Mind blown from the shit I'm stashing, like Snoop Dogg twosing a spliff I'm 1 double 0 percent worth the while I make the beats, write, and I'm versatile Give me any genre, I'll murk a style That's why when people hate, I just smirk or smile Rappers talk all greezy and lethal Truth is none of you feebles are equal I'll easily cease you Too many years has this game been in need of upheaval When I spit man I cause calamity Won't be brought down, fuck the force of gravity Every track's an onslaught of savagery Bring your best verse, I'll dwarf it casually Name's Hype and I came for the title On point like I'm aiming a rifle You don't want me named as a rival Bring the apocalypse claimed in the bible Blood, sweat and tears I've split for my work SykoRecordz, built from the dirt Nuts with the bars I've been ill from the first Few words out my mouth and I'm still gonna murc Til' I'm at a legendary status 'til then, I won't ever be hasteless You can hate, or be evasive But in the end you'll never do what S-Y-K-did.........