[Verse 1]
They call me Syko, lyrically I'm second-to-none
Got your head spun
Soon as the first second's-begun
Rhyme crazy as the devil having s**-with-a-nun
Never needed a gun, b**h my only weapon's-my-tongue
It sprays lethal-acid
Burning mics and sheets-to-ashes
Plus my beats-are-ma**ive
Fam I could f**ing sneeze and release-a-cla**ic
Not that it's hard to achieve, when this industry's-a-vapid
Cloning machine that only cares if the rate of p's-are-rapid
You must be sniffing keys-of-coke
If you think today's emcees-are-dope
Please hang yourself and don't ease-the-rope
'Til your body leans-and-slopes
They're not even-close
My rhymes'll melt your mind like bu*ter on a piece-of-toast
So call Charlie, cause I bring fire-in-the-booth
I'm at the highest I've ever been admiring-the-view
Seeing all these little f**ing prats lying-to-the-youth
You ain't villain, a real villains' attire-is-a-suit!
And yes I know fully well that the road-is-raw
Never said I'm a guy who always abode-the-law
But you know-the-score
I've never been a persona-fraud
Telling you how I'm hustling and living by a code-of-war
I'm on a mission to commandeer-the-throne
And have the bad direction that this game has steered-atoned
Touched more topics than most rappers you hear-are-known
To touch the whole time their career-has-grown
In one year-alone
Fam you're nowhere near-my-zone!
I'm in outer-space!
About-to-break
Light speed and vanish without-a-trace!
Out-my-face
No omega beta or alpha-traits!
I ain't even human, I'm an alien that's out-of-place....
[Hook]
I got them lyrical-narcotics
Shottin rhymes from the lab for minimal-arse-profits
This business? I get hysterical-laughs-off-it!
It's just a bunch of goons with typical-daft-topics!
This is them lyrical-narcotics
Rhyming sk**'s right at the pinnacle-can't-top-it!
Went to rap's birth, pulled the umbilical-parts-off-it
Kicked the nurse, told her "It's mine b**h-and-you-can't-stop-it!"
[Verse 2]
Ain't nobody on my pedigree
The horseman of Sleepy Hollow ain't as off his head-as-me!
Man I'm a predatory
k**er surging with energy!
Already k**ed this game on SykoTherapy!
Now I'm putting the nail-in-the-coffin
No failing-or-stopping!
Bun the industry that mess is looking stale-and-just-rotten
Independent all day! I'll be prevailing-and-dropping
These tracks until I've got a whole set of staidums-rocking!
Til there's a aliens-coppin'
Copies of these narcotics
It's a sickness buried in me fam you can't-stop-it
No amount of vast-profits'll
Tempt me to branch-off-it
Every beat my path-crosses
I gotta burn harder than harsh-tropics
My mind's a machine made to breach-the-limits
Of this game, heart pumping at 90 beats-per-minute
No oxygen in my body only ether's-in-it
An artist through and through, cut me and I'll leak-acrylics
f** deep-with-lyrics
Man I'm at the cavernous-depths
Of insanity, This head's a f**ing hazardous-nest
Of bars, beats, rhymes, basically a chasm-of-d**h
For any emcees who wanna to test, how deep the savageness-gets!
A ravenous-vet
Man for years I've been flaming-tracks!
Yet back in the day a lot of guys would sit and claim-I'm-whack
Now everybody wants a track, with my name-attached!
And p**y's thrown at me like the f**ing sky's raining-cats!
But I ain't here for that nonsense
It's Syko Recordz b**h! Where the hits are just constants!
You know the deal, no need for question or conference
Only the illest music is ever leaving my conscience....