JYNXT is the name, but you can call me Prince Germaine

Watch me change, through my fits of rage

When the Tourette Syndrome phases, engaged

I attract the gaze of a million eyes transfixed on stage

Good things come to those who wait, ‘bullshit,’ I say

Better things come to those who chase

Concentrate, get your mind right

The quantum leap of faith into the blind light

Ey yo, listen to this

I spit it, I spurt it, I bake it, I burned it, I take it, I earn it

I leavе your brain naked and nervous

Cussing and cursing, I slither whеn I’m swerving like a Chinese serpent

Your muscles are hurting, the poison is working

Get them JYNXT