JSB - Ascension lyrics

[Verse 1: JSB] Spit off the dark matter My pattern is mental caverns My mental is bio hazard To mentals, that lack the pa**ion My pa**ion is to lack compa**ion For pa**ive aggressive actions That clash with my plans of actions My demons don't like that My demons gone fight back Tooth and nail, clubs and axes Knock me off of my pivot Have me leaning on a newer axis They access my pineal, and enhances My 6th sense, and lavish stanzas And turn into verbal cancer, and pa**es Through your system like laxatives Meaning this'll give you sh**s This here, is traumatizing Wake up in cold sweats, zone into a dark pit Piss in your garments, your inner evils is vandalizing Temptation is tantalizing The Devil's dance is mesmerizing This verse, you'll be memorizing I wrote it so you'll recite it Took the beat, laid it down, and bent it over Had to pipe it Mind f**, you have to like it This requires all eyes, can't oovoo, facetime, or Skype it Too ill, this needs no hyping Too trill, kept hope alive with My ills, they k** with kindness But they'll try to homicide it My mind is too free for that Stressing after the traumas, there's no need for that Use that trauma to educate, save a soul, the world a whole But I'm too mean for that Ghoul sh**, savages, I still seek peace for my own f**ing cerebral (n***a!. . .) [Hook: JSB] 2x They'll need to lobotomize if they expect me to subside From the fire, that I rise, I towered a high rise From the east side where the real beast reside [Verse 2: MADic] (Yo, let me at me at them, yo!) Facing my fate now that is something I ain't used to doing Waking and baking then straight to the face I'm major brewing Numbing whatever coming just getting dumb and I'm running From my thoughts but its therapeutic when I aim and spew 'em Each of my demons I squeeze till they bleed on my loose leaf then Leave 'em be to be free on ya CD I'm scheming Idi Aminin slaughtering every beat that I'm seeing Till I got logic leaking prolly should be seeking a priest or a deacon To be treating this treasonous heathen But instead with every breath that I'm breathing Its stretchers this season for any heffer that step to the team cause I'm reckless wrecking this flexing my methods beat resting in peacin' I dip the quill in the ink my attic When spittin' that's ya VIP ticket to witness my thinkin' so have it I keep it a hundred and running f** humbugging This the realist of sh** for you b**h this is MADic n**uh! [Hook]