Verse 1:
I’m off the chain like a little kids bike
Everybody scared so Imma take the first bite
Wash my hands of this, no dog in the fight
Yeah, I’m a changed man, you could call me Iron Mike
My style is impetuous, defense is impregnable
Blacked the fuck out, we flagging down some medical
It’s a spectacle, he knocked him off his pedestal
So ashamed, even death is sounding preferable
Victim washed up, fеds looking for someone to blame
Good cop, bad cop, all of y’all thе same
Try your best but he’s never gonna break
He don’t give a fuck, He’ll take them secrets to the grave
Catatonic, when I’m off the gin and tonic
I’m a super-team collecting rings like sonic
Device pneumonic, Need to smoke a little chronic
Love for the game but to me, its platonic
Bridge:
He’s a lunatic
He’s really fucking losing it
He must be new to it
He don’t know what to do with it
He’s a lunatic
He’s really fucking losing it
He must be new to it
He don’t know what to do with it
Chorus:
Prognosis, he’s entered psychosis
Imma separate them bitches like its mitosis
Reaper approaching, he’s headed to necrosis
My lips are sealed can’t put me under hypnosis
Prognosis, he’s entered psychosis
Imma separate them bitches like its mitosis
Reaper approaching, he’s headed to necrosis
My lips are sealed can’t put me under hypnosis
Verse 2:
But look it ain’t nothing but a thang tho
We can step outside if you wanna fucking tango
Hold your applause, i just got a service dog
Weaning off the redbull I’m going through the withdrawals
Stay strapped, Rushing through security clearances
But I only ever keep it on me for appearances
Who’s wearing icy hot, I can smell the Spearmint
Getting lifted wonder how they built the pyramids
I’m hardcore, got a gun behind the door
You could learn more, if you’re willing to explore
Are you sure? That you wanna start a war?
See what’s in store, dump his body offshore
Hop in, cause we’re going for a ride
Help yourself to the bowl of nuts on the tableside
He takes a bite and his fears are amplified
Why the fuck these almonds taste like cyanide?
Bridge:
He’s a lunatic
He’s really fucking losing it
He must be new to it
He don’t know what to do with it
He’s a lunatic
He’s really fucking losing it
He must be new to it
He don’t know what to do with it
Chorus:
Prognosis, he’s entered psychosis
Imma separate them bitches like its mitosis
Reaper approaching, he’s headed to necrosis
My lips are sealed can’t put me under hypnosis
Prognosis, he’s entered psychosis
Imma separate them bitches like its mitosis
Reaper approaching, he’s headed to necrosis
My lips are sealed can’t put me under hypnosis