BeatKnox - The Influence lyrics

[Intro: AYEKAY] Do this, do that, do this, do that [Verse 1: AYEKAY] Telling me, telling me, voices telling me telling me What the f**? these voices k**ing, me k**ing me They echo into my brain, feeling froggy like a gecko No Geico, while I go, psycho asylum, Michael Myers, why I admire the wrong do-ers and dastardly villains? I see the darkness crawling from my shadow to the ceiling My feeling spilling exuding right out of my flesh Turning cold, cold, like the coldest touch of d**h Rest my head on a wreath of thorns to get closer to God Ask him if that's him talking to me, like GOD Damnit, where your manners? Get out my head Planning to f**ing slam it, instead Bang my head against the walls just to feel right Take another shot of liquor just to feel nothing Hi, my name is AYEKAY, sh**, or was it? That don't make me weird, right? Or does it? Knocking off my rocker like a lil' chief rocker Put the maraca in the socka, I have her screamin choppa You be f**ing b**hes looking like Chewbacca You not as loco as me you should take that up with yo mama Cause I chop ya like sukiyaki, Mr. Miyagi type With a wakizashi knife, enough d** in me to take yo life And I might find the knife going right into yo head When I'm arrest, I got no alibi but don't matter you dead, (ha ha ha) You might be crazier for the things that you said Boogieman come in them sheets turn them mothaf**ers red Other s**ers running they mouth like treadmill, going no places My general consensus of them is knock em out of stasis My flow is racist, keep doing the color that outer space is My mind is blacking out like ink I think I'm going crazy Like my own slim shady, just a little more wide eyed Raw like sirloin, don't come at me with five guys, ha [Bridge: AYEKAY] Telling me, telling me, voices telling me, telling me (x2) [Verse 2: AYEKAY] Acid tablets, weed, xanex, be running through me Panic attacks, having that, when I not be shrooming Cause when I'm out of my mind is when i'm feeling most at home I love to blow O's with dro but sh**, that's mostly known But I spill a lil' liquor and mix it with something sicker Stir it up n fix ya - self some of this here elixir Piss up and hiccup something that ya never ever seen Anywhere else but a f**ing horror movie scene Mind deteriorating, ain't no use in saving I need it now man, you know how long I been waiting? 'Bout 5 minutes man, I NEED MY sh*t, or I'mma flip You see this in my hand? That's a loaded clip Load it in the gat, if you don't hand over that sack Put it to yo back, have you kicking back with Mary Mag Give a f** if they crucify me cause what they is to me? A bunch of walking tar jhey's? Carpe Diem is what I see Feel like I been here before cause that same feeling be Tingling through my flesh like a f**ing I-V Cause I be, ibu - prophen proficient Prophet of the percocet, hitting bongs with perks and sh** Recollect on murderous intentions then I get the herbal lit Calm me down, the demon getting back to turtling Back in it's shell, hell fire doesn't compare to him Allow him to lose his composure even at the slightest whim Fighting him is a task of inner cortex warfare And judging by the name I don't think you wanna go there Woah there, wolfs lair, better yet the lions den Leviathan dropping lids of caskets that you be lying in Rhyming when lying men continue with on with shenanigans While I'm just kicking back, macking hoes like Zapp Brannigan You panicking, cramping, then you type stuck like a mannequin You quick to get diced up, but we ain't talking 'bout no gambling Rambling on like old folk reminiscing on the golden times Why these got a pot to piss in rappers claim they spoken rhymes Cause they choke and die if we ever meet in a recording booth Pyromantic antics while I'm standing there recording you Scream and suffer, let me know if you had enough of This nun chukka, gutter spitting, crazy mothaf**a