lyrics:
Verse 1
I was born in the belly of beasts where the venom releases,
Every letter’s a lethal disease, I'm a menace to peace,
I’m a rebel that breathes with a hellish motif,
Every sentence competes with the devil beneath.
Blueprints in my brain got static eruptions,
Clutchin’ corruption, function through malfunction,
Syllables jumpin’, tongues twistin’ combustions,
Instructions disrupted by dark interruptions.
Mind movin’ like Morse code, a force so cold,
Of course, I rose from war zones I sourced from my bones,
A corpse composed of scorched prose and lost souls,
Remorse erodes — I explode like black holes.
I'm the spark in the storm, the flame in the rain,
The arc in the dark, the rage in my veins,
A villain in silence, a king with no reign,
A god in the mirror, just checkin’ for stains.
Verse 2
Brain electric, my thoughts ballistic,
Tickin’ like a time bomb, physics too mystic,
Visions too cryptic, existence is twisted,
Every word a bullet, every line's sadistic.
Villainous venom embedded in veins,
I sever the heavens and dance in the flames,
A puppet of power, I laugh at the chains,
I’m a god in the mirror, ignitin’ the rain.
Fractured logic, I dodge the necrotic,
Hypnotic and toxic, my optics robotic,
I’m toxic, exotic, my chronic psychotic,
The topic's chaotic — I’m godlike, demonic.
Every second's a weapon, I'm cuttin’ confessions,
Obsessin’, depressin’, addressin’ aggression,
Possessin’ a message, expressin’ transgressions,
I'm pressin’ the limits — no intercession.
Verse 3
Time bomb tickin’, my mind gone slippin’,
I’m grippin’ the venom, the fangs still drippin’,
I'm flippin’ the rhythm, the pain keeps rippin’,
The villain within me — the chains stay missin’.
No ceiling can stop me, I sever the ropes,
Every scar's a cathedral, I carry the ghost,
I'm a king with a crown made of thunder and smoke,
Every thought is a dagger — my words cut throats.
I been pacing through a prism of pain,
Every bar's a collision of chains,
A villain’s a victim that learned how to reign,
A god is just rage with a spark in his veins.
Anarchy locked in a mental eclipse,
Every word’s like a bullet that’s burnin’ my lips,
I slip through the cracks of reality’s grip,
A god complex that was born from the rift.
Fast thoughts flicker, I’m quicker than ticks,
Sick with the script, every lyric’s a risk,
Twistin’ my wit while the clock hands click,
My mind's a machine — too slick to resist.
I'm the static in circuits, the glitch in the code,
The fracture in physics, the spark that explodes,
The king of the chaos, the crown overloads,
A villainous god — the abyss I expose.
