ED - Whatever Comes Out (Prod. By Slum Village) lyrics

Downer then a chick who likes to smoke Punchlines are a joke I hold vango in a chokehold Talk about an artichoke Left him gasping and deaf This is a blank canva** with some extra zess I'm out of this thermosphere I'm earthbound like ness Who else is left that I have to impress? The girls who rejected me and your mother 2 Not singing the blues or adding auto tune I'll just 1up you like a mushroom I've sinned since coming out the womb My name is edson So problematic Up to my old tactics Scavenged broken pieces of myself and managed to fit them into a few minutes Too bad I threw the glue into ocean Frivolous thoughts go around like locomotion Emotions are free flowin Break you like styrofoam Slicker then a comb Growing from my plateau Is that possible? I'm possible Roaming earth like Romulus Penetrating the crust I fly with the dusk Whirl with the gust I make minds discombobulate Can't calculate the atomic ma** of this element Bent hell til it stooped low enough for my level Deeper then the pits you read about in the stories You wouldn't want to know the thoughts I'm hoarding Open endorphins until you overdose and need morphine Lines so meaningful you look between the morphemes I'm morphing into another coating Lines so sick they have me spit freestyles in quarantine The globe protected with hazmats Make artists have Asthma attacks Snap the synapse And leave a huge gap I gotta knack for disrupting the peace Broke too many treaties So don't attack me Attack Germany I give germs to many So virulent like a poisonous scorpion Play you like an accordion Declare multiple wars like Napoleon Acting like a historian We know what happened in the BC and the AD but what about the ED? Sudden lyrics come to my head I grab my paper and pen Write down whatever comes out Write down whatever comes out Swinging like de la Hoya Modern day Casanova Reality is sub rosa Stab you in the soma I know you want Moore of these tornado like rhymes like Oklahoma I know what the bottom of the ocean looks like cuz of Noah's arc Embark on this journey with me like Lewis and Clark Cold as the polar dipoles in the arctic Times are different I'm causin jetlag No wonder you're nauseas I'm causing hypothermia to the minds that I rub Cold as Jack Frost Lyrics are embossed with mercury Astronomical as the galaxy k**ing rappers while listening to bohemian rhapsody I don't approve the blasphemy of the music faculty Men acting feminine and women acting like men No wonder we gotta problem with androgyny I'm a sitting bull with a wounded knee Maltreated by the vicinities but they can't destroy me like law conservation of energy A Myriad of ebullience Immutable mojo that make hairs rise and brains bob If I influence people this much I must be john locke I'm an artist and a philosopher My endeavors are never lackluster Kind of unpopular but since when has that mattered? I fornicate with your godmothers to create a holy child with the power to make flowers create photosynthesis without a pistol or chlorophyll Negate the plant of life for it's nutrients so we have to live off each others oxygen I illume the unlit idyll for the sakes of my survival I've been in denial ever since i became my own rival Stifling illustrations like michaelangelo Climatic as beethoven's 5th symphony The story from beneath the cap has to come back for its session of confliction When it comes to voicing my mind I write whatever comes out and say it without sanctions Sudden lyrics come to my head I grab my paper and pen Write down whatever comes out Write down whatever comes out