Noveliss - Brand New (Prod. Shepard Sounds) lyrics

(Verse 1 - Noveliss) Yo I learned to be a pyro from Uncle Iroh The Great Dragon of the Midwest Noveliss wreck the syntax For this championship, you might catch a suplex From off the top of a freeway bridge, shake a duplex Noveliss the crowd pleaser, coming down from the rafters Scorpion d**h dropping your whole faction, Russian Leg sweeping your favorite rapper With a baseball bat to his Adams Apple How you like them apples? You don't wanna grapple In a world that's run by an Apple, that cell phones a vulture Word to Siri, rise of the machines while I Rage Against The Machine like De La Rocha In a constant state of rage from what the cops done I might be "Rolling down Rodeo with a shotgun" It's 2016 and these people act like they Ain't seen a brown skin man since they grand parents bought one I gets bionic mech warrior rhyme, they run from the don Looking like I came from Gurren Lagann.. (Hook) Brand new, brand new, brand new Brand new, brand new, brand new Uh uh, uh uh Brand new, Brand new, brand new (Verse 2 - Noveliss) Live from the co*kpit about to drop bombs in your Synopsis I plot twist, bad to the bone you couldn't touch me with a paleontologist When I rock sh** Madara Uchiha run through your whole squadron Visual prowess for blind cowards with minds devoured Incapable of leading they selves they bred for following You better watch what you feeding your brain thats how they modeled it Use rap to bust minds down to incompetent The Matrix boy I got Deja Vu glitches swimming in my speech patterns For rappers who try to say sh**, the Virus, you not IT you need some guidance I swim through life's devices with out compliance You don't know the science, couldn't touch gold with the midas Cannibal on the mic, I catch the itus, And I might flip When my switch gets flicked, you better be incognito When I work with the pen Like a CO (Figaro, Figaro) Shoutout to the Villian I'm Magneto, Make your gunplay obsolete though Pull Wolverine's adamantium skeleton through them cheap clothes The man in the helmet keep my thoughts from the telepath To keep my mind free on this rhyme spree Trying to get over the hump so these raps ain't in vein, that's a IV My hand and this microphone indivisible like a Siamese So how you want it, the evil genius, Lex Luger or Lex Luthor, torture rack or some high tech machine sh**... (Hook)