[Intro: Vin Jay]
Hey yo, Crypt
I'm beginning to think man
We might be too out of our fucking minds to be in this rap game
Ha ha ha ha...
[Verse 1: Vin Jay]
Who's the prophet?
Man, it could have been Vin, but, I get it, man, I'm too psychotic
Dude's iconic
Ain't nobody wanna put him on the track when the music's violent
You ain't ever gotta wonder who's the hottest
Everybody been confused about it
Looking at me like I been abusing chronic
Flowing like an automatic Uzi
And everybody caught up in the hype
Ain't nobody following advice, hit 'em with the bottom of the pipe
Panic, and I got 'em in a vice
They don't want a problem on the mic
Making 'em bitter, defeated
I give 'em a criminal beating, I'm leaving 'em dripping and weakened
I flip like a biblical demon
And mission complete when you bitches are bleeding
[Verse 2: Crypt]
When Vin is done spitting, I pick up the pieces
And send 'em to the crypt, and bring him in to meet 'em
Then, I'ma give 'em a little peek
Inside of my brain where I keep the same me on a leash
Can't tame me, bitch, I'm crazy
Hotter than the AZ in the middle of an AUD
Now, you speak on my name
Guess today will be the day that I lay you in a grave for a deep sleep
You don't wanna fuck with the guy
Who has a conversation with himself in his own mind
I'm cosigned with myself, hope I never fail
Though I know I will, both minds are the well
I'm psychotic with my thoughts
A bi-product of the demonic lines that I thought of
But, I been working my way up in the game
Taking names, 'cause, bitch, I'm insane!
Hey yo, Crypt
I'm beginning to think man
We might be too out of our fucking minds to be in this rap game
Ha ha ha ha...
[Verse 1: Vin Jay]
Who's the prophet?
Man, it could have been Vin, but, I get it, man, I'm too psychotic
Dude's iconic
Ain't nobody wanna put him on the track when the music's violent
You ain't ever gotta wonder who's the hottest
Everybody been confused about it
Looking at me like I been abusing chronic
Flowing like an automatic Uzi
And everybody caught up in the hype
Ain't nobody following advice, hit 'em with the bottom of the pipe
Panic, and I got 'em in a vice
They don't want a problem on the mic
Making 'em bitter, defeated
I give 'em a criminal beating, I'm leaving 'em dripping and weakened
I flip like a biblical demon
And mission complete when you bitches are bleeding
[Verse 2: Crypt]
When Vin is done spitting, I pick up the pieces
And send 'em to the crypt, and bring him in to meet 'em
Then, I'ma give 'em a little peek
Inside of my brain where I keep the same me on a leash
Can't tame me, bitch, I'm crazy
Hotter than the AZ in the middle of an AUD
Now, you speak on my name
Guess today will be the day that I lay you in a grave for a deep sleep
You don't wanna fuck with the guy
Who has a conversation with himself in his own mind
I'm cosigned with myself, hope I never fail
Though I know I will, both minds are the well
I'm psychotic with my thoughts
A bi-product of the demonic lines that I thought of
But, I been working my way up in the game
Taking names, 'cause, bitch, I'm insane!
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