Lyrics
NEZZY:
the mad doctor, cut a rug, danse macabre
put ya fucking hands up if you a hip-hoppa
it's the double Z, duct tape, muffled screams
escaped from hell by the skin of my teeth, UGHH
an evil vortex is headed towards your doorstep
my cerebral cortex
is sharper than a swords edge
brainstorming in sum gore tex
gotta sore pecks from raising bar
till i'm fucking short of breath
from ohio to connecticut, spittin rhetoric
a sith lord, imma force to be reckoned with
i push the envelope, seal the deal and peele off
my ADHD got my brain feeling fogged
back turned like a wind up toy
its a mind fuck, when ya stuck inside of the void
the boom baptist, mushrooms and acid
Nezzy going crazy ain't ya heard dudes batshit
ANoyd:
it's the big walkie going fee fi fo fum
ya big homie, send you rappers on a store run
keep ya chin up don't let ya nose run
blow ya spot up with more dynamite than Napoleon
it's no one, better than I
break it down and see corrosion
ice at ya door you gotta dip like a cold plunge
all i need is one shot, James Bond with the gold gun
running through ya full house, feelin like the Olson twins
i'm over the trends, but I could throw ya the gems
i'm the shit and you know it depends
if you was this blunt, you'd never be sober again
I put the weight down, i'm over the gym
i'm masked up like its Covid again
but I still got my taste you smell me
the power of Jesus Christ compels me
imma monster with the ink, I write it down you tell me
I got one eye on em like Mike Wazowski, yeah