Oh my god stop him! He escaped!

Somebody... (prsht) (uhhh...)

You ain't never gon' catch me motherfucker... (nieuwwww)

I need a magic spell to protect myself and my mental health, (psych)

I mean a padded cell and a bag of pills to combat my will, (psych)

I mean my god (lord),

I need awardin' for my bars (gold)

Ic to comp like a cyclops, (aaar)

Might be the hardest, then again why not?

I need a magic spell to protect myself and my mental health, (psych)

I mean a padded cell and a bag of pills to combat my will, (psych)

I mean my god (lord),

I need awardin' for my bars (gold)

Ic to comp like a cyclops, (aaar)

Might be the hardest, then again why not?

I'm pissed cus i

Didn't win the nomination for

Abomination of the nation,

So i'm choppin' off the arm of satan and

Slappin' him across the face with it,

I spawn dubious raps

I drop true Minhavez,

I ought to be the best,

I talk, you need a vest,

Mic drop - you need a rest? -

Kshh-,

(kshh) plugged in (kshh) matrix,

(kshh) drugs in, (kshh) spaceships

(kshh) stuck in, (kshh) basement,

(kshh) fuckin', (kshh) brainless

(i be) plugged in (where) matrix,

(high like) drugs in (where) spaceships

(comp is) stuck in (where) basement,

(i'm just) fuckin' (what?) brainless

I need a magic spell to protect myself and my mental health, (psych)

I mean a padded cell and a bag of pills to combat my will, (psych)

I mean my god (lord),

I need awardin' for my bars (gold)

Ic to comp like a cyclops,

Might be the hardest, then again why not?

Bars like a taser (bzz)

Mind like a laser, (piew)

Must be a sign,

I'm on a wave bruh (meep meep, nieuwww)

Light on my feet, huh (haaaa)

Call me divine

I interface my mind and the paper,

I devastate a rhyme on a page 'till

I'm in the paper like when the pager bombs put hezbollah in the grave, son,

You can't say that,

Fuck that statement

You are brainless,

'what i'm sayin?'

You cray-cray man,

Fucking heinous, i don't care bitch, suck my penis,

I keep tellin' i'm insane and

I need help but no one's taking

My ass to asylum's lane, man

I guess i'll just try repeating...

I need a magic spell to protect myself and my mental health, (psych)

I mean a padded cell and a bag of pills to combat my will, (psych)

I mean my god (lord),

I need awardin' for my bars (gold)

Ic to comp like a cyclops, (aaar)

Might be the hardest, then again why not?