Caterpillar (feat. Virus Syndicate)

Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind You got me feelin' like a caterpillar Never been a butterfly Spitting with a battered liver Liquored up and crooked eyes You must see a pack of killers Coming at you looking high Past knives Jack 'n scissors Running at you, duck and dive Just like how I'm feeling When I'm fucking cocking rounds Bang brats cook and leave them While my dick n got n high Gang signs Must have been mistaken for some other guy I'm fine See you motherfuckers on the other side Now you people won't be talkin' 'bout me I'm a bad man, greedy breed Dirty rotten scoundrel Imma hang glide Blind mode Leave em on the ground Don't let them talk shit about me we'll just Crunch 'em, crunch 'em I spit game, get paid, chain reaction And I switch waves, never see the same reaction Till my clip fades, and the fucking game collapses I'm a flip blades, come swinging chains and axes I ain't bitch made, you men are fake and plastic You're a bit lame, good for nothin' shady bastard Looking crypt-fiend, ain't no stage for actors I'm a night rider voice in your brain Play it backwards Shoot 'em up Quick fire Re-load Line em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up Black Sun Virus Came through to rile 'em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up Shoot 'em up Quick fire Re-load Line em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up State of Mind Virus Came through to rile 'em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up Virus Syndicate, Black Sun Empire, State of Mind Gimme the mic, and I'm a beast of nature The rhymes are right, and set fire to this piece of paper I'm a heat creator With the power to unleash a greater force and a hoard full of horses Transporting an army of demon corpses I'm the reason that you're feelin' nauseous I'm the reason that you're teen is cautious You're a heathen and you're being tortured You don't belong on this earth You should've been aborted I'm the nightmare when your dreaming and feelin' awkward I'm the shiver down your spinal column My heart is hollow while my lies are solemn Shit, I'm known for gettin' violent on 'em I've got these voices in my head, I try and shun 'em But I think they got me under the form and I'm scared I might become 'em I'll find you late at night I'm gonna lay beside your woman No way you can try and run I know the place you hide your gun I keep gunnin' and gunnin' 'em, I'm just havin' some fun with 'em Look at what I've just done to 'em I'm a hunter, I'm hunting 'em Haul down, everybody fall down It's my kingdom Who told you it was your crown, your crown I'm in the reigning zone Comin' for the Iron Throne Living where the lions roam Fuck you, you can die alone Shoot 'em up Quick fire Re-load Line em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up Black Sun Virus Came through to rile 'em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up Shoot 'em up Quick fire Re-load Line em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up State of Mind Virus Came through to rile 'em up Two gun fingers in the air Push your lighters up