Lyricist and my thoughts be twisted
Then I find some Nine Inch Nails to perform some acupuncture
I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath
Accelerate and leave you panickin'
That's workin' 'em out
My style is totally buck wild and most definitely happenin'
Get Dino to take a machinos and then force you to live home
With lines longer than laces, I'm gracin' you with my presence
And I turn you into a cartoon too then erase the page
I'ma take off like a jet pack better get back, rather step back
Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure
The lyrics went flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescence
I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out
When I punch ya, I rupture all of your ribcage in a rage
Take the ground from beneath your feet
I rhyme on big tracks
Done makin' a mess
I smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle
And I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout
I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speak
Life can flip raps while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
Leave you Skywalkin' like Anakin
To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in
I could never be a racist because I possess so many faces
And leave your head in a spin like staring at turn table skid mats
Some serious savory from my roarous rhymes of reality
I'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braces
Now feel the vibes I create, this heavyweight
To the top, my lyrics escalate
I've been stoned ever since the days of creation, I've been red
He plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no pain
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist
To me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin'
Don't you ever thought you could beat us
And if a boy want the test, then I be stampin' upon his chest
The clown done tried to defeat us without tenacities or audacity
I'm about to detonate and demonstrate
Forget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop from concrete
My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics
I'm a concrete lion, big cat
Did ya get that? 'Cause I ain't no small timer
I'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins
How I generate lyrics that supernaturally levitate
My lyricism is just like an aneurysm inside his brain
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed
I'm a lyrical misfit with a sadistic characteristics
And I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human
Not a man could conceive the weed I'm consumin'
Concrete, concrete, concrete, w-w-well, well, well
I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck snap
At the speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around
I'm as animated as Japanese animes causin' calamities
This is real talk, not big chat
I pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodle
I'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's head
I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flintstone
