[Verse 1]

When things are strange I make them stranger

Duplicating complexity defying Occam's Razor

And I'm sharper too

I cut the cold wind and slash the flu

Sever the tension with more spite to spew

Despite the few

People that can get a half a whoop-de-woo

Trying to figure out what I need to do

I'd sooner do a back flip than change my view

I'm straight-edged, razor blades *adieu*

Cause not by the hair on my chinny chin chin

Will it happen again

That I'm ever giving in

Gonna do what I got to do to win

Only way to stop's to reach the end

Squash my competitors

And bash in the editors

Pounce on them all like the predators

Man I'm just too dope

A lycanthrope

Well aware that my hands can choke

Your neck and throat

The moon is full now there's just no hope

[Hook]

They call me Vlad but

I'm a werewolf

They think I wear capes

But I just wear wool

They stab me with stakes

So I'll get whisked off

But it doesn't hurt much

I just get pissed off

As for the real deed

A silver bullet

Set in the chamber

The trigger pull it

[Verse 2]

Wanna put the silver bullet right between my eyes

Squeeze that triger win a Pulitzer prize

Then right when you go to pull it surprise

I leap into the air penetrating the skies

I'm in the ozone

And there is no zone

Safe to liaison

I carry the craze on

You're casting your gaze on

The symbol emblazoned

The long arm of the law

With jagged claws

Dropping the hammer with nails on the chalk

Bored of you all cause you're all talk

Just words on a black board

You're out of your gourd

Cut you down with a blazing sword

Just a typical bass turd

Floating in the water

Residual master, no body's hotter

Always on top no teet nor totter

It's plain to see

Saw blades always

Carve these hallways

Corridors each staircase

Crawlspace

Vicious Vortex rips all time space

Make the continuum flux when I flex

Quick ripped, I'm light-years from the next

I'm in another galaxy

To challenge me is a fallacy

Typically tame now I'm all full of malice, see?

At the lunar eclipse

Beast from the waist up, man down from the hips

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Now the sun is up, I made it through last cycle

Clothes torn up, looking like a sad eyeful

Towers I climb up, still feeling mad spiteful

Ready for some punk to step up to my rifle

I'm just a lyrical marksman popping his marks

Razor fangs yield more bite than barks

Leaves blood stemming out like works of art

Poor little sap getting torn apart

Uprooting garnet red from the start

Just one shy of a baker's dozen

I got more karats than a rabbit grubbin'

Sharp as a diamond cutter

The simplest way to find my butter

In a Blue Bonnet

Cast with topaz on it

Heart black as Onyx

Frosty sapphire; stone cold

And the moss grows fat when I roll

Bread on my back, honey, wheat

Yeast

A no games beast

Self-rising like Hannibal

Corrupted cannibal

Man I'm nuts it's like emerald Isle

Digging up gold mines all the while

Stacking up these bricks in piles

Like Fort Knox

Over stocked

A stockpile the big shot

Slug from a Barrett

No matter the assault I can bare it

Your gunpowder I dare it

Send me all your full metal jackets

Of hot lead to my head

Cause if it isn't silver no blood I'll shed