clinic Acid with the basics P-H imbalance to burn the malice martyrs spaceless Then fabricate daytrips I want to be the halo that jumps off the brain
brain Dead flesh or another dream They push your head into the ground Feel it slipping around Your mind belongs to the state Your body suffers extreme
citric acid, malic acid, sodium benzoate, potassium sorbate and cyanocobalamin, yeah I'm on fire, I'm on big train going faster than Stephen Hawking's brain
we mash for our dreams Who the fuck can stop me when I mash for my dreams Mash for your dreams, nigga mash for your dreams [Verse 2: Storm] Ah, Hell
space 9's wiggle my shit Meltin' crew down like synthetic acid Come half steppin' fession' through a section And get the midsection of your brain drain
or Kaksaki Man Rudolph can screw off, you too soft to stop us You and your coppers should see some foot doctors Got your burnt chest popped up, but keep your
necro rules I'm above the constitution My shit stays bubblin like burned flesh My rhymes are acid on clorox solution Your eyes are burnt once the acid
Gotta mind, gotta fine mind Find out what I'm thinking, what I'm feeling My confusing living blind mind, no acid pop dreams lampshade dress me Tripping
coffee Like you should get hooked on phonics Before the thought of approach crosses your mind I find your method of wackness, sending constant reminder Your style's bullshit, your
, Salvatore feet I adore beats, then I kill'em so sweet, Sick of niggas hating, quit deliberating This anti-climatic how your antics are average, Im on acid
kill em all fucking die end of the line, the brain disease is at your bed, the life of you is all most dead, to kill all the law, the future dream, to
motherfucker rusty nails rip at my hands rolling down in my bed rip apart the vision that you see with your eyes on tv red tear, into your face another dream
signs, they don't believe your cries, they all ways open eyes, and the light all over your head, your head. time distortion, crawling on to your knees
the start, until the end you broke my heart, i don't need you i don't need you i don't need you now steal the time of your life and your brain will fall
an addict that's half asleep, while the other half of me is trapped in a series of bad dreams. My current position was trippin on shrooms and acid caps
Kaksaki Man Rudolph can screw off! You too soft to stop us You and your coppers should see some foot doctors Got your burnt chest popped up, but keep your
and pray Is it only when you got troubles in your life What can I say, show me the way Its to late for that you have reached the end of your time It
please Wash your face, take a bath Your aura's still filthy In someone's bathroom, turning blue, puking green You're senile, senile at seventeen Scars on your brain