Verse 1:
Hallucinations are crawling at the backdoor
I have to wrap my head around this diameter
Signature, I ignored all the amateur
The immature couldn't even handle the connoisseur
Blow the horns off of this thing Minotaur
Miniture enough to conjure any contour line
That we sliding on a condor
Pandoring, on this wild blue yond-or-ing
Hon-or-ing that n***a for delivering
n***alivering
Dropping raps like littering
Citizen sights on the bounce, so I get it in
Hear that muthaf**a wanna taste, so they fidgeting
De, de de then be the sound, when I get it in...
Know to get some b**hes for the mingeling
Test-tingling, fire Ringling, Barnum and Bailey
Hot as Kate Miccuci ukulele, stringing summer daily
Hook:
(I feel, I feel the fire tonight
I hear, I hear the people cry)
Uh, Im'ma burn it, to the, ground...
(I see the people now
I got I got what the people want)
Verse 2:
Here come delirium saying I need to take 2
So let me let you, run it just like a test tube
I just stew until I see it on youtube
Supported by the likes of people, that don't like
Stick to formalities, time to talk salary
Guess the only checks we gettin' here is reality
When duality, f**s your morality
My immortality in actuality, has abnormalities
I guess I need to cure this hunger with s**uality
Danger on canister, slide like banister
f**in' them sisters, the boy Jaime Lannister
Crown on the ground, bring on the challengers
Yeah I got time, that sh**s on my calendar
Gallagher b**h, guess who in ya kingdom
f** that, with squirrels just after your nut sack
Gotta hunched back with another dame that decided to come back!
Hook x1
Verse 3:
Blocked in, developing kinda toxin'
Got myself imagining all kinds of concoction
Locked in with the short legged, they dachshund
The legend just docked in, stoned and rockin'
Dead like walking, rise from the ash then they Phonenix, Joaquin?
Caveman forest, so Thesaurus Rex
Perplexed that I'm only gentlemen flexin,'
Looking for objects, I'm gunning for respect
Enough with the ambiguous text
True affection with the hex, can only check for eyes
The infected running up of your leg, down to your thigh
Kudos, my critical powerful battery is on Tetsuo
In dystopian Tokyo
Plugged in, so Im Code Lyoko
Don Quixote, Don Jon romancin', Scarlett Johanson
bu*ton un-pantsin', in this burning(burning) mansion(mansion)