John Daniel - Dark Art lyrics

Triple six three six teens, Three 6 Mafioso, not coastal Bloody scene, prolly postal, antisocial Somethin to toast to No body to float to, second guess tryna possess the Pro Tools f** being local, I'm loco Crazy, insane maybe Human traits fading, solution ain't saline A prosthetic prophet with pathetic profits On lock, they can't stop it Let's not get off topic Every time I drop new CD's I guarantee they'll be overseen by 2DBZ f** blog love, I got a lot of pride to swallow Askin' God, yo, think I can borrow tomorrow? I'm between Aesop Rock and ASAP Rocky Xerox copies, if I'm in your iPod dock – these Red dots is not lost, they're locked and plot-ing It's give dap season for no reason What's the need in Wiz being on RapGenius? Strangle a Taylor in a Terrible Towel Mangled and foul, with cerebal vowels BOW Before me, or Based God Catch a case with Mase and mace God Ross from a distance, John Doe right here All the top rappers named after light beer Kickin' what dope sh**? At least he's focused Me? I'm hopeless, but envy the commotion Caused by calling his name, I'm running a train On tracks, Mac's wack But 6 months from know, you'll say you already knew that I slash Sam Adam's Adam's apple With some shrapnel Like Malcolm, in the ballroom Get your hand out my pocket!!! Just to stall doom Hold on to your snapback and pen, voice the dispatch again Chris Webby's voice has me doing lines of aspirin Questions that I'm asking him, “are you who I should admire?” “A clown for hire, who was unaware of bars three months prior?” Paid conniver, putting blades in his vaporizer f** your attire Your entire style's bitten, a bland piece This the reason f*ggot rappers can't stand me Talking about Cudi rubs these understudies the wrong way Or Mr. Taylor Gang's bald scrap from Kanye You are in a post-bomb haze, Nagasaki Carbon copies, you cannot top me Unless you're froth on this concoction Left life coup, yup, we stay steady mobbin' Sistine sixteens, pristine glistening Gangrene itching, that scenes missing New dudes, stay strong, and they ask why John Daniel, Roman Numeral, X-V-f**ing-I