Sinister

Mhm

Yeah

Listen

Flow is very sinister

Beat is on and spinning ya

Blood is still spilling from

Heat that I administer

I've been going sinister

I've been flowing sinister

I've been known as sinister

Committed suicide about 12 times, then I realized

I could never kill my mind

So I came back to life

Sparked my light

Took the pen to write after I picked up my

Brains off the carpet

Dusted off like a cartridge

Then I went to start shit

Who'd thought that

I could be an outlet

Guess I'm plugged in

Shocking the volts, leaving them tense

Waltzing around my electric fence

Thoughts offend, but I'm letting them in

Ready to shoot any women or men

Who's stepping then? using my weapon again

Locking in with a javelin, damaging with the pen

I'm playing pretend

Blowing off the top of the dome

Stabbing a matador's horn

Inside of your clavicle bone

Entering into the frigid zone

Leaving you damned and alone

Call it a sinister clone

Or whatever you're needing to cope

Psy is taking your flesh and bone

Using it all to sew

Into his luscious throne before he goes

Lobbing listeners like Van Gogh

Going to grow inside of his own mold

Finding hope in the darkest of the lows

Losing his souls moving to go and grab ahold

Evolving alone inside of a dark room

Like some negatives ready to shine through

Leaving his imprint on you

Flow is very sinister

Beat is on and spinning ya

Blood is still spilling from

Heat that I administer

I've been going sinister

I've been flowing sinister

I've been known as sinister

Grab a steel knife to take your tongue, slice

They scream

"Psy! Why don't you play nice?"

'Cause every time I decide to do right

They try to ruin my life

So I went inside to cut the serpent's lies

Went to pluck your eyes

Snuck up from behind with my axe to grind

Shoved it in your mind to cut your fucking lights

Beginning the ending of YA

Drowning the ministers, skinning the senator

Pining the children up on the boards

Leaving the vultures to peck and soar

Dropping a Man-O-War in your shorts

Leaving you all to sort

Why this venomous sinister entity

Entering into the enemy

Poison the silliest with the pen

Keeps diminishing wins

But when insidious eyes

Keep looking at "Psy"

I'm leaving you with a surprise

So since I was 10 I never made any sense

Leave me to play alone with my own whims

Never afraid of shit, been through it all kid

Still got enough life to get

So I'm reaping souls when I rap my spits

Thoughts are flooding in, saw I could emit

Something from the pressure caving in

I only need my friends, the rest could die

When I pen my sins to win

Bitch