I've got an unlimited supply of verbal diatribes
It's nonsense to try to jibe a lexicon equal to cyanide
Couldn't place a style beside mine,I'm a cannon
That releases high energy beams to ionize
I widen eyes and heighten emotional states whether you cry inside
Or exhibit visible signs you're about to die inside
Lysergic acid diethylamide,I fry the mind
Douse you with kerosene,grab a blowtorch and fry your hide
I provide destination where fates are finalized
Potential to be idolized,hot enough to cause global climate rise
Find a guise like the kind of guys who rely on feeble minds
To buy their lies so your sales figures start climbin' high
My words have more value than diamond mines
All their supply combined multiplied by the total worth
Of what comes out of Middle Eastern oil refinery lines
Be careful,you're behind the lines,eye the skies
Bombs light up the night like fireflies when the stealth fighter flies