[Verse 1: El-P]
You know I get loose, I'm a screw turned pro status
Never did shit but inflict this damage
Never met a word that I wouldn't like a weapon just brandish
Walk away, clown boy, vanish
Feelin' outlandish, chemicals soaked in my cabbage
Face numb, face off rap shit, straight no chasing that dragon
Sess to the breast plate, raised where the stakes break badness
Get a tracheotomy tap for talkback shit
Slow clap, do the running man, backflip
Light a flare in the road, I'm an accident
Limping into the light, I'm off axis
We got 808s to make cats piss, right on the rug where the cat sits
By the time this recording gets heard I'll be gone
With the dough from the jar plus mattress
Left a note on the fridge with a frowny face drawn
With a rope from its neck to the rafters
Not the most subtle way to explain
I'm a threat to the brain like a wool in the glass hit
[Chorus: Killer Mike]
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
(And I won't come down...)
You know I get loose, I'm a screw turned pro status
Never did shit but inflict this damage
Never met a word that I wouldn't like a weapon just brandish
Walk away, clown boy, vanish
Feelin' outlandish, chemicals soaked in my cabbage
Face numb, face off rap shit, straight no chasing that dragon
Sess to the breast plate, raised where the stakes break badness
Get a tracheotomy tap for talkback shit
Slow clap, do the running man, backflip
Light a flare in the road, I'm an accident
Limping into the light, I'm off axis
We got 808s to make cats piss, right on the rug where the cat sits
By the time this recording gets heard I'll be gone
With the dough from the jar plus mattress
Left a note on the fridge with a frowny face drawn
With a rope from its neck to the rafters
Not the most subtle way to explain
I'm a threat to the brain like a wool in the glass hit
[Chorus: Killer Mike]
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
I get so hi-i-i-i-igh, I close my eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes
Like I may die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie, die-ie-ie-ie
(And I won't come down...)
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