[Verse 1]
I drop a diabolical verse in the session
Led biological weapons used by tyrants or peasants
There's no measurements to measure my settlements
Set them inside of the setting reflecting my past n' present tense
I'm on a mission, prepped for battle condition
Inflicting pain in ways that make your mates compromise your position
Listen, I've an itching to stick my sh** in rotation
Watch the competition cower cause this sound can place it
I'm always hungry; there's no nonsense
I wanna eat beats forever and a few MCs in the process
My conquest is to rip through their head office
And construct a concise offer that'll continue to counter the contents
I'm bored out of my mind all the time and
Can't find why I've never been able to fall in line so
My proclamation for annihilation:
Take these whack kids, mix them with gas and matches
[Hook]
Now
This is what will happen to you
Keep f**in' round, every time you rap all I hear is
Blah duh duh, let the duh duh duh
Stupid is as stupid does, now stupids f**ed and
Now
This is what will happen to you
Zodiac, underground rap k**er
Where they at, come up with the rap filler
The time is now, we're breaking out our whack filter
Like "HA"
[Verse 2]
I blow like a thermal detonator explodes
Across the Universe like John Lennon wrote
There will be no hesitation, I approached the booth post-hasty
Aggressor, can't slow down what moves quicker than fate
I fake nothin, I spill my guts in these raps
Take my twisted up insides and turn them out for these wolf packs
A pack rat, I packed away everything that could come back and haunt me
I live inside of a trap
I'm a snake in the gra**, Adam and eve
I'm an apple I'm a macintosh, mac and PC
I'ma ball of gas and elements and overgrown settlements
Ready to f** your raps up so bad, you couldn't say I was celibate
Sell 'em and settle the eloquent and the corp degenerate
Malevolent mastermind behind these beats, they're not delicate
You should respect that I could dissect your dialect and
Inject your intellect with microchips from Initech
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
We are the academy, the hierarchy of savagery
Takes more than a little bitter energy to manage these
Thoughts and intuitions, it's the paranoid that mixes it
Tries its hardest to destroy the boy that it sits in
But somehow I prevailed, don't ask me how
There's still a couple things that I can't live without
And that's beats, lyrics, pads, pens
Snare drums and 808's to make the f**in speaker bend
I send a message to throw your head in different directions
Use your ego as a fuse, your crutch is my weapon
Sling-blade, little degenerate ingrate
Soft from a young age, their love will always disintegrate
And hate will stay and make its way through ya
And burrow into your heart until that's all that's left to ya
Listen, I've regressed, I've tried my best
But the Zodiac will cut til there's no rappers left and
[Hook]