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