Stop staring at me like I'm not an icon

Fear me even before they turn my mics on

Adjust the filters in the camera that's a Nikon

I'm on this Latin high throne from what I spitted from my tongue

Experience how guest appearances become my song

Your rhymes sound like every rapper that ever put Nikes on

Mind of a cyclone, body like a bison

I went to the zoo and the pythons like, "Look at Chino's pythons!"

I'm proud to be part of the rebel arms legacy

My wicked words have become an accurate weapon of efficiency

I'm killing the conspiracy to literally obliterate illiteracy

And go to the barrio, distribute in part of the currency I receive

You've been placed on high alert that Big Chino's berserk

I wrote rhymes on my potty that'd still body your life's work

A rapid reverse from the captain of hurt that is fast and absurd

With the classical work that's collapsing your earth

Perhaps I'll return just to laugh at your sermon

I cast out a person, a hex like a wizard named Merlin while I'm urging crowd surfing

Smash your children with rocks from the fallen wall of Berlin

You'll be squirming like Malcolm when he was perming his hair and it's burning

Like a Nazi furnace purchased by merciless war criminals that are German

My art's like you're torn apart by savages, ravenous vermin

A cannibal surgeon wearing a turban

Swimming in toxic urine cesspools of salive and bourbon, lost in a dark current

The stomach of the serpent, superlative

Hunted by alternative invertebrates, we're like murdered kids buried by the hands of our parents

And your {catalogue / cattle log} is just that

A piece of cow shit, every single garbage track

I'm breeding hatred, I did everything but die

You wanna talk about how hard life is, you're talking to the wrong guy

I'm aggravated, salivating, curdling blood, calculating

My Calico calibrating, emerging from dust and acetate and

Brain damage, stab you with all kinds of metal shit

If you're a dancer, learn to use these seizures to your benefit

Smoking formaldehyde that's combustible

I'm high as hell and sleeping on this ceiling is uncomfortable

Yeah, they would love to take this all from me

I write words, then erase 'em, they're too bizarre to read

My arteries, these thoughts start slow and then pick up speed

But once these pills dissolve, I'll be too far to reach

I'm a beast cut deep that can't sleep

This pen is all I need so I can scribble my sorcery

Uh, scribble my sorcery

Yeah, watch, I scribble my sorcery