instinct to survive in the first minute of time I was sipping the elixir of life
Born with infinite lives, when collecting thoughts I suck the universe into my mind
I’m lyricism defined, a voice so loud I leave the studio before I finish my lines
Shaolin monk blessed with a powerful punch
Knock every last oxygen molecule out of your lungs

I sit back and kill timewasters, never second-guess
I stab in the dark with lightsabers
We’re the underground’s upper echelon to whom it concerns
You’re sincerely written off with this letter bomb
I’ll have the rap scene cordoned off
When I engrave your name on a bullet and call the shots
You’ve got it backwards like French drama
So I put the nail bomb in your coffin with a sledgehammer

My block maybe a fiery red but there’s nothing but ice in the left side of my chest
Not right in the head, rolling triple sixes every time I’m dancing with death
Raised on the opposite of love, drove insane with the body in the trunk
Yo psychological the sort of my mind rotten to the core like Sodom and Gomorrah

[Chorus]
Strange, deranged, twisted, insane
Crazy, demented, sick in the brain
Strange, deranged, twisted, insane
Crazy, demented, schizophrenic

Strange, deranged, twisted, insane
Crazy, demented, sick in the brain
Strange, deranged, twisted, insane
Crazy, demented…

Throw grenades and play fetch with a dog soldier
I’m Jason born the 31st of October
1983 AD God made Earth in seven days
And took nine months to make me
Breathe fire as I squeeze on my dragon balls
Catch Zs when I sleep on my padded walls
You now sleep with piranhas
I’m the soul of the Earth and the recipe for disasters

Boa constrict blood flow to your lips
Focus my eyes on the moon forcing a solar eclipse
Nobody is colder than this
Think outside Pandora’s Box and think of opening it
I never sat in traffic, I lift the car and run until my muscles dissolve in lactic acid
Dinosaur spinal cord with ? in place
Turn away and backstab you with my vertebrae

I’m the right man for the hatchet job
Prepare the abattoir for the lamb of God
Banish you to the land of nod
Close friends turn into snakes like Aaron’s rod
Between a Ragnarök and a hard place
To the last days no matter what
Camelot home to my knighthood
Got Jakabok Botch locked inside my rhyme book

[Chorus]


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