[Verse 1: Hyperaptive]

First off

They call me Hyperaptive, rapping is my psychoactive

Therapy which I dedicated nearly half my life to practice

So duck down, its sniper tactics

When I'm on this mic I smash this

With the way I'm spitting you'd think I had a hundred writers captive

In my basement locked away, Including Dr.Dre

With the beats, I'm making rhymes I'm managing to concoct a day

YES I'm absurd with this, trust me boy I will murder

Murderous thoughts circle this mind,so get ready for turbulence

I'm sick of subservient worthless little vermin, it's you

Who keep this game packed with clowns more then the circus is

The most observative verbalist on the surface of earth is

About to furbish this game and make it impervious to fraudulence

On my ones, I'v built an audience , and I won't quit til the day

When I'm shelving shiny oscar ornaments

Ha, that's a lie, I'd take ones made of porcelain

And still would rap if I was on the streets playing accordions

Care what you think? But I couldn't give less of a fuck

Advice from you's like an eagle taking hunting lessons from ducks

I see you trying to blow but the nuke button your pressing is stuck

When in fact your bars suck, and you ain't impressing us much

See too many kids think "lets be greezy, spit bars on SPTV"

Fuck tryin'a think yourself and you just say "believe me this mess is easy"

Then have the balls to say what you're spitting is poets art

People are listening saying "BRAAP! He's goin 'ard"

Hold a candle to me? You couldn't even hold a spark!

More likely to sink NOAHS ARK, BY THROWING DARTS!

I'll carry on the show and laugh, every day I'm growing,half

My size again, won't be long now till I'm growing past

The ceiling, me on earths like trying to grow a shark inside a bath

My surroundings too small minded just slow and daft

I'm moving at the speed of light,my tires are blowing fast

Fuck this planet, it's too small, I'm going mars