Rhyme Asylum - Iller instinct lyrics

[Verse 1](Possessed) Yo-yo Check it, yo, yo I hope this beat's flame-resistant When I come off the top I've lost the plot like books with pages missing Won't break tradition, I'm keeping it real Plant seeds of destruction in Elysian fields Spit heat till combustion blessing the beat My peeps are weaving a worldwide web of deceit And until we resting in peace not sharing love Be scared of us, we go out on a limb like a pair of gloves Tearing up vets, shouting abuse Don't respect my elders, I drowned them in the Fountain of Youth And I icepicked my brain for rhymes My frame of mind turns food for thought into migraines of rice Rhyme Asylum ninja a**a**in You're left with anaphylactic shock once I sting into action Taken under the wing of a dragon After I was born the Bible's authors had to print a retraction [Hook by Skirmish:] We got an iller instinct spitting nothing but flames Nothing has changed, rappers still got nothing to say And we dedicating time to perfect the craft Cause we the chosen few that still respects the art And we overdue in the vocal booth We got an iller instinct that we've shown and proved And we dedicating time to perfect the craft We the chosen few that still respects the art [Verse 2](Plazma) Cause your forces to tremble locking horns with the devil f** him, I'm selling souls on a corporate level The city drove me insane, I live alone in a cave Collect voodoo dolls and have human skulls on display Alter ego gained control of my brain Opened my throat, soaked me in gasoline and engulfed me in flames I think my brain's corrupt Haunted by visions of torturing women While each of their lips are stapled shut Love the bitter taste of blood Immense strength from my punch will cause your head to combust and disintegrate to dust A dangerous beast restrained from the streets Vapour's released whenever I breathe a contagious disease Beyond losing my faith, views are deluded and strange A psycho whose diet consists of human remains I chose to gamble, escape asylum life And roam the shadows with broken shackles on both my ankles [Hook by Posessed] We got an iller instinct spitting nothing but flames Nothing has changed, rappers still got nothing to say And we dedicating time to perfect the craft Cause we the chosen few that still respects the art And we're overdue in the vocal booth We got an iller instinct that we've shown and proved And we dedicating time to perfect the craft We the chosen few that still respects the art [Verse 3](Psiklone) Yo injected my blood with measureless d** for an adrenaline rush Feel no pain impaling my back on an elephant's tusks Unsettled, challenge ogres to mud wrestle Munch metal then pump iron out blood vessels Verses turning God to an atheist Brain waves electrocute people in a kilometer radius Archangel born from dark Satan's spawn Holes in my fitted cap from razor sharp bladed horns On open mics rocking a d**h mask Swim underneath battleships just to swallow a depth charge I'm the lightning inside magnetic storm Both my lungs hold so much skunk they're like a chest of drawers Reflexes of giant tarantulas holding nitrogen canisters Spit flames, burning cipher parameters (We the illest) you rhymers are talentless At the end of the day I'm resting my case like retiring barristers [Hook by Plazma] [Verse 4](Skirmish) Planning to overthrow Lucifer when d**h calls I'm able to gouge my eyes, start using them as stress balls Trapped with no way out of my mind Rappers are tied down to fires so they bound to die Turn all walks of life to a d**h march Impenetrable skin that contains fibres of Kevlar Dodge bullets from shooting pains I get goosebumps from the cold blood moving through my veins A legion of ghostly shadows, galloping centaurs Heartless demons, armed with bows and arrows A stampeding devilish man-beasts That shatters the sound barrier break the record for landspeed Each step compresses the earth flat I release toxic fumes and rappers get on my nerve gas Crazy rap maniac re-enacting horror scenes Lost MC ? the streets strapped with ? [Hook by Psiklone] (Sample: Los Angeles Negros - Tanto Adios)