VI Seconds - Zoog Cypher lyrics

[verse] Girls say I'm sweet But I'll show my dangerous side Click, aim, bangin' and slide I suggest you all stay inside I stay inside, an insane asylum Bringing flames when I'm stylin' Say I'm waling, you can't see me I'll easily take your eyelids I'm a beast and I'll shake your island On weekends, I'm breaking hymens Havoc reaks, when I take the time Got beef, I got staken mind That means, I'm holding a steak Raising the stakes Murdering cattle One of the four horsemen, placed on a saddle n***as get raddled Once my chi gets channeled That on screen, change the channel Handle me battling? I tatter tales, your tale's tatle Babble on I'm seeking Babylon So I battle on Shackled arms I'm still ma**ive like a tackle Of Masterdon the Masterdon Known to ravage The east coast savage Spit some monsterin' god And huntin' for a patch of ye' kid's cabbage Trick, magic trick? Not a scene of trick Get all, this sh** is real Other rappers' cotton swabs I'll penetrate your ears as steel Feel this here surprise When I'm over your top You ain't see the shears On some sh** you ain't see this year You heard of the others, you see this here? RAW Thougher than [?] out of my jaw Good thing I'm Jaws, gosh [?] ridin' my wagon, naw Watch the moment I bust, pause Sharp as the claws, that comes from my paw [?] applause, animal Permanent flyer, unlandable Cannibal, given lectures to Hannibal Put me in a catapult with just my mandible Watch dismantle every building, basement, roof, manor This is proof, that if I decide to shoot I'm one you can't handle You ride with handle bars, boy Bars are what I handle We're in two different positions Two different spots, two different lanes Two different people, two different aims Two different games Two different thought trains Two different mental states You're one to spark up I'm one to spark brain Following you, is the blind leading the blind I'm more so the guy that leads leaders in line You worry ‘bout your pockets and burning green with you Tom I'm not worried ‘bout profits, it comes with feeding the mind See, I'm not claiming genius Believe from the sayonara I'm speaking My whole intent is breathing and Einstein Now where's my ratchet? ‘cause I had it, with pitiful, non-lyrical rap ba*tards Wack and [?] these kats minimal Lacking in sk** on crack Literal with unmatched syllables That's a fact Why I snap like my bones all lack Mineral So fly I partake in sh**tin' with birds, n***ah That's word I'm back on my grizzy Back on my shizzy I'm k**ing you herd I'm out of this world I'm ridin' ‘round in starships With Marvin the Martian And Parking outside his apartment I'm colder than a Northpole nudist I go through cliques and throw two-kicks And split your home with a shoryuken Some top tier You can survive anywhere, but not here The road to your legacy stops here Watch me coffle ears Soarin' Vandalize your place to business Keep the cops near And beat your a** once you yap lip Keep a doc near I'm bad a** Not known for playing And not known for foolishness I'm out to murder these n***as And take the role of the eulogist A snotty nose prideful n***a that gets spiteful When I'm contested Otherwise I'm delightful I'm a prize possesion to linguistics Made my six a roman numeral Now it leads to vicious I'm gone