[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