Poison in my veins lights a flame in my brain that maintains the pain that may change my frame of mind
Blind, I design rhymes, intertwined, double time, genuine Frankenstein

I made a monster, conquer, music scene, golden ticket, Wonka
Conjour, lyrics in my belly, I got thunder
Younger, everybody wishes they were younger
The older I´m getting, the more I feel the hunger (Get ´em)

Belter like a welter weight helter-skelter need alka-seltzer (Get ´em)
Alpha, Beta, Delta, I help you into the fall out shelter (Get ´em)
Melt a mind or two with these rhymes, you might find you never felt (Get ´em)
A feeling like this feeling, be believing I´m a demon, I´m a devil
Fuck the game, completed every level, I´m a vessel
For spirits to channel out of my lyrics, I´m a rebel

I raise my fist, the anti-capitalistic pissed-off rebel
In society collapsing; Fantastic, now pump the treble
Tick-tock off the top of the tip of my tongue, I am tapping telepathy
Terrify them with the terrible telekinesis tantrum; Yes, I torture the enemy
Slowing the flow and then growing the flow, and I swallow the flow like a Toblerone (Get ´em)
I´mma feast on the flow, I´m a beast with the flow
Then I´m switching it up and I´m taking it low
Kiddie with a black heart in a car park by Primark
Jamming Django Reinhardt
Living like a rockstar, refine rap to a fine art, Vincent Van Gogh

I start making my mark like Frankie Sinatra, king, call me Arthur
And my style is homegrown like growing Cali weed
Don´t need no personal trainer, I got trainers on my feet (Ay!)
You know I got the soul in my bowl when I eat
You know I´m staying grounded when I grind up my beef
But if you got a problem, my brother, I might just put on some rubber gloves
And just choke you ´till larynx ruptures, and blood, it just bubbles up
And the bubbles just double up, and you struggle, but luck is up
´Cause I´m subtle at covering up the trouble
Cover up the crime scene, 1990, that´s my scene!
My teen years were spent rolling the Thai-green
Obscene fiend in a pair of baggy jeans

Putting backy with the green, roll a fatty dopamine
Starts flowing, my cerebellum glowing
The pendulum is slowing
I´m swinging and I´m swaying but I don´t know where I´m going
Mind running Jessie Owens, Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen
All these seeds that I´ve been sewing slowly growing like trees

I grow, then I preach, scrap that, I teach
Teach over beats to all those that seek
Teach on these streets, streets can be bleak
But bleak was the place where I rose to my feet