[Psyonik]

When I roll through

I see a lot of niggas who be hatin' on a nigga 

Try and cover up and throw deuce 

No couth, think I need a noose where these niggas so loose

Mary in the blunt, Nina on the dresser

Disappearing pussy, you could call the boy Cheshire

Yessir, two evils? Who the lesser?

Paradox lyrics like you M.C. Escher

Niggas freeze up like Medusa in the mic

My flow'll last long like Methuselah tonight

You know I pack a punch, hit you like Tang

You niggas on air I ain't talkin no Aang

Bang, bang, onomatopoeia 

Ya'll ain't even doing no justice to the league-ah

I get it down like the core of the earth

They critique my pimping but their whoring is worse

I make a lot of noise like a foreign alert

And I still kill bills with my boring-est verse

Yo, I just made that word up

To y'all haters I could flip the bird up

So I could make some change for the coupe

Catch y'all slipping in the range I'mma shoot

Cuz I fire these lyrics like Apprentices

And if you kill me I could flow like Nemesis

Genesis ain't got nothing' on my game

Got a lot of Loises driving in my lane

No S on my chest, but I feel like Superman

Heard a lot of no's like Toucan Sam

But I heard more yesses and "you can man"s

Me and myself like a two man band

I watch his back, he watch mine

Tried a lot of theories: no Einstein

Find your center, how do I find mine?

Cause music is as endless as space and time

Trapped in this prison like I'm facing time

I walk a hole through the floor through my pace in rhyme

Aces, 9s, weird combinations

Niggas spit lines with weird connotations

Ace up my sleeve, 9 on my buckle

Niggas try to cut my finns no Huckle

But I could switch up, something like blade dog

Snipes a nigga while I'm robin him. Slade dog

Suede, dog, is what they attribute the flow

Times up - but I think its stupid to go

But you better know, I hope you're listening

Cuz I ain't never plan on saying this again

While these niggas all shake like a fizz-up

I make your mind scape quake like fissures

[Dub A]

Look, and they wonder where this nigga come from

An unknown genius whose talent's extremely dumb

Now dim the lights cause my contradiction’s fictionalized

In the eyes of the beholder, I am 20 feet high

Leaving sickness in my premise, preliminary preparation is scarier

Than dealing with a crazy menace

Even judged, I will never budge, even from a tug

Even buzzed I am light years ahead of these even slugs, uh

Competition, I’m stabbing in the abdomen

I'mma savage beast locked up just eating salad

And when I bust out, I’m as crazy as an 80’s

Crack baby being fed steroids stationed in Haiti

I hate it when hip hop heads

All gather just to say that hip hop’s dead

Well, nigga, better find a doctor instead

If not, I’m a grave robber just waiting for my time of year

Spark a flame in the air, I am finally here

With all my peers, and I still don’t care

Cause after this I'm going back to my habits, being imbalanced

Mocking deaf kids telling em to hear my talents - woah

I'm a crazy muthafucka, never the same I am everything that is other

Don’t care like I’m in church reciting the scripts

When I’m out, catch the holy ghost riding the whip

I’m a lion, you're shrimp, you're a wimp of a simp

I’m going hard as my dick as I’m dividing her lips

I’m as nasty as flatulence, reaction is you're a catalyst

To my chemical balance, I have it all that you're lacking

We are ripping the game and AAP is the name of the gang

That I am repping, no change

Spit a llama like drama like TNT, you're Osama

But I’m the bomb and Bahamas thinks that I’m hot right now

Never stop, you]re down, yeah and she goes down

I’m unbelievable like when a deaf hears sound

You're hating and collaborating with other niggas that are hating on me

I’m suppose to care? Nigga, I got ADHD

I’m forever spitting this atom splitting and getting this to your brain

I'mma chemist of words denting your hemis

Spherical motion, I’m rolling defeating opponents

Now condone this, cause after this I’m speaking out my condolences

I send you rappers, not for killing you

But for everything in the future that I’m about to do

I guess ya’ll dogs need a hint, no Blue Clues

But I flows coo coo, yours to me and doo doo

Elementary flow, Dora the Explorer them

Cause I stay spitting ashes like a crematorium

Sick to the crisp of the hit that I spit

Leaving carriers abyss, man I fucked up, oh shit

[Einstein]

48 bars? Aight, that's straight

This is the realest verse I ever wrote, ain't it?

Bought a new whip cause of my flowin, so you know I got it hydroplanin'

I'm just sayin', the game's sweet but it taste sour

Bump a Maybach, catch me ridin' in a Mayflower on you cowards

Overseas, waitin for the ovaries

All the ladies know it's me, cause ain't nobody cold as me

Jeez, that's mans the truth, ain't he tho?

So ahead of the game, you think fellatio

Radios go cray when I come around

Only time you get played is when you get the run around

Hands down, I spit vicious, sickness

My image alone could body 90% of you gimmicks

I've been rippin apart all these weaklings

Weekly, since the day before I started teething

My mouth's heating, I needa cut it out

Ouch.. ah! I burnt the roof of my mouth

From spittin crack and slangin that Illmatic

G-g-g-unit can't handle my guerrilla tactics

You couldn't land on my atlas

Man, there's a better chance of Wheelchair Jimmy landing some backflips

Boy, my caliber's measured in diameters

A day for me could fill up a bunch of Obama's calendars

I'm constantly claiming that I'm the best and keep repeating it

Because I'm the only person that I'm competing with

Cause lyrically, I kill MC's

But don't even think of calling me a lyrical king

Because then you'll have it backwards dog

Get it? Backwards dog? I'm a lyrical god

So all you casualties that casually talk trash to me

Are actually committing blasphemy

So bow down to your majesty, grandmaster E

Or you can choke on this massive D, sheesh

This whole competition was lucky until now

Cause I finally took the time out to write out

Fresh bars, and to make things worse

I made it this far off of throwaway verses

Some dating back to 2010

So I'm pretty it's impossible for me not to win

And you'da thought I planted explosives under a charter

The way this competition's getting blown out the water

Einstein is here to diminish you crooks

And it looks like I got another win in the books

And it looks like I gotta go repeat myself

Because history tends to repeat thyself

But anyways, uh, wait a minute, what the hell?

Ah crap, not again, the mic's startin' to melt

Well in case you ate and you ain't full of me yet

I killed with the last round like its Russian roulette

Bang!