Sick Lunatic Apathy

[Hook]
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this

[Verse 1: Apathy]
This is my theme music, devils go to sleep and have dreams to it
A green fluid that leaks in your brain like the beat's sewage
The newest ninja turtle, my verbals are like crop circles
The language of an alien life form who cops purple
The perfect flow, pocket like a pilot in a cockpit
Whose firing rockets of violent, offing some pilin
Hostages bodies and homemade coffins, I got a vile of toxins
Send you flying through the air like Mary Poppins
Y'all are barely popping, I'm a grizzly bear chomping
Through your epidermis, F your workers, effortless verses
Ap is perfect, overload the circuits in your iPhone
The Silver Surfer, murder every universe where I roam
The rose colored, blood flooded rooms like Redrum
My flow's novocaine, blow your brain, leave your head numb
The psychopathic, writing magic words like holy Shaman
I leave your homie watching while I throw you in a coffin

[Hook]
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this
I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
From the mist of the darkness, I come with this
I be the