[Intro: Lavaconda] (Laugh) I see you Psychological slave,claiming To be real,but actually pretending To be an individual whom is What he is because of his Circumstances. Him bragging About being a gangster Is him being him Being,"Real" [Verse 1: Lavaconda] All i need is a sack an I'll take this mentally Handicapped rappers and stuff Them in a trash receptacle Verbally decorate their mental Canvas with words manufacturing Vivid 3Dimensional images (dominating their imagination) I view you forcing and panicking I recommend that you pursue the path Of raising the white flag concerning The concept of you being a real RAP Musician. I got so many astronomers Trying to study me, so it's pretty Much an imbecile practice for you To attempt to argue with me when i say "Am a star". My lyrics are weapons Of ma** destruction capable of making Your existence nothing more then a Highly distorted concept I deliver strong hooks that makes A rapper sweat so extreme that he will View himself as a laundry and desire to Hang himself. News flash; you can take A bath but if you are still consuming Chemical stimulants you ain't clean [Chorus: Lavaconda] I am tired of pretending Let me do me And you be him Who is also not himself "Psychological Slavery" With a ripple effect Now look at all these MCs are all acting like f*ggots [Verse 2: Lavaconda] Get in shape but recall; You don't have 2 exercise You left one at your institution You should scribble your will On that manufactured tree Because now you possess Your final breath (You about to die!) And am going to transform into a while
And while you resting With a great thrill am going To trample your skull Am affected and weary of these Cretin clowns with their lame Lines, that why am torture Them with deep lines, making Them ponder deeper than a star fish I! cum with that big gun After I have invaded that vag The next to vista will drown I! will grasp if you possess Pa**ionate dislike towards Lavaconda Because your chick is a miner And Lava is like gold, "Yeah! She digs him", am a dangerous Beast, I don't need to know Your family to break your niece [Chorus: Lavaconda] I am tired of pretending Let me do me And you be him Who is also not himself "Psychological Slavery" With a ripple effect Now look at all these MCs are all acting like f*ggots [Verse 3: Lavaconda] Spitting and tossing lines That are phenomenal, till The psyche in me comes out And enters you, (spiritual) You wanna start a quarrel With me you masturbating time Cause am the devil revealing The other side of me that is Like Hitler, me a k**er But also a true redeemer Making you move faster than Your hand touching a hot Stove by blunder Come to English we got phones For people attracted to the Same s**, h*mo-phones [Chorus: Lavaconda] I am tired of pretending Let me do me And you be him Who is also not himself "Psychological Slavery" With a ripple effect Now look at all these MCs are all acting like f*ggots [Outro: Lavaconda] (Laugh) f*ggot! now look at you Funny bunny. Get this through Your thick skull, hey! pretending To be someone real doesn't make You real, ignorant rappers Get out of here