[Verse 1: Daddyphatsnaps]
Who you heard spit a verse like this?
I'm a Nerd, but anything I touch Midas
Like a virus, get into your head mindless
Then I pilot, first I gotta take your iris
Followed by your ears, then you minus
Any other playlist 'cause the rhymes is lifeless
Tightness in your chest when you hear the verbs bronchitis
Like symptoms set in, then your spine it
Guides it, coursing through your neck and your thymus
Shattering your mind, leave a wake of detritus
Going overboard like an axe to a ficus
Battle anybody to a mid-life crisis
Like, what am I doing with a mic?
Should I grab a butter knife and take my life?
Never be this good, I should have a little dignity
And leave the industry, give the game up literally
Vivid imagery that I paint with abilities
To artificially inseminate any symphonies
Sympathy? None should have known of my infamy
And volatility, and I thrive in my villainy
Little possibility of dodging my mobility
And my hostility on the mic shatters facilities
Maiming your career, leave you with a disability
Incapable of being nothing but a liability
Now I'm revving up, I got something to prove
I haven't hit twenty K, but I'm better than you
I'm a veteran dude, and do what veterans do
A strict diet of adrenaline together with you
I'm the Boogeyman - sever your receptors with a scepter
I'm Shang Tsung - number one hobby is soul collector
Put you in the passenger seat, and eject ya
And I lust for blood like Dexter
Now I'm spitting lines that'll legitimize
Any stake that I have in the game and minimize
Any lidded eyes, pushing for the little guys
Knock you off the top of the throne to your demise
Underrated, I can't even say I made it
But I'm taking it when I get the chance to demonstrate it
Twenty K next, and I'm going 'till the text
In my mind runs out, a warrior, no rest
Who you heard spit a verse like this?
I'm a Nerd, but anything I touch Midas
Like a virus, get into your head mindless
Then I pilot, first I gotta take your iris
Followed by your ears, then you minus
Any other playlist 'cause the rhymes is lifeless
Tightness in your chest when you hear the verbs bronchitis
Like symptoms set in, then your spine it
Guides it, coursing through your neck and your thymus
Shattering your mind, leave a wake of detritus
Going overboard like an axe to a ficus
Battle anybody to a mid-life crisis
Like, what am I doing with a mic?
Should I grab a butter knife and take my life?
Never be this good, I should have a little dignity
And leave the industry, give the game up literally
Vivid imagery that I paint with abilities
To artificially inseminate any symphonies
Sympathy? None should have known of my infamy
And volatility, and I thrive in my villainy
Little possibility of dodging my mobility
And my hostility on the mic shatters facilities
Maiming your career, leave you with a disability
Incapable of being nothing but a liability
Now I'm revving up, I got something to prove
I haven't hit twenty K, but I'm better than you
I'm a veteran dude, and do what veterans do
A strict diet of adrenaline together with you
I'm the Boogeyman - sever your receptors with a scepter
I'm Shang Tsung - number one hobby is soul collector
Put you in the passenger seat, and eject ya
And I lust for blood like Dexter
Now I'm spitting lines that'll legitimize
Any stake that I have in the game and minimize
Any lidded eyes, pushing for the little guys
Knock you off the top of the throne to your demise
Underrated, I can't even say I made it
But I'm taking it when I get the chance to demonstrate it
Twenty K next, and I'm going 'till the text
In my mind runs out, a warrior, no rest
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