Lyrics Flex - Kaze Jones

Blacked out
Diagnosed, insane with 'mad cow'
I cannot be touched, not even with a pat down
Pass out from all of this spirtiual pressure
I'm a lyrical monster, and I be hidden under the dresser
Professor, jot down, take notes up from this lecture
I will haunt all of you clowns like Heath Ledger
I cannot be fathomed, a phantom beyond measure
I will laugh at all of your jokes like Fran Drescher

Pissed off, I'm horror-core, way more than Hitchcock
I would slit both of my wrists off hearin' Kidz Bop
Lift off and take a journey through this portal
Bars smack you right in the mouth to taste every morsel
Exploding eardrums, bleed down to the torso
Movin' energy effortlessly, directin' dorsals
Crowd control up on the mic, this my proposal
Spit something relevant, or go in the disposal

Young kids are lost, they can't function
Lack passion, always hesitating at the junction
Jump ship, you submerged underwater
Subterraneous flows, an ice cold slaughter

You can't stomach this whole, it's a shot of gold shloggers
Mixed with a kick in the face and old vodka
Re-up on these lines, these rhymes'll wake you up
I'm a breath of fresh air on a mound that may erupt

More majestic than the Everest, show you who the better is
Making you reassess your life more than a therapist
Plagued by all the arrogance, more dependent then Oedipus
You think the meaning of life's collecting dead presidents

I was given these tools, it's up to me to use 'em
I'ma come puns blazing like Duke Nukem
Arsenal of bars spew out and shoot through 'em
I don't need none of these bullets, I'll chew through 'em

Tearin' off layer upon layer 'cause I'm a cannibal
Animal instincts pop off harder than catapults
Blow your socks off, take each one of these mandibles
Clawing your whole being, you're ripped to smithereens
Better like the way I rap, not like Burns in Smither's dreams
Just a copy of a cat, a pussy with altered genes
Lack originality, your style is a formality
You washed up more than Mariah Carey in 'Sweet Fantasies', ugh