I'll show I control the past, exposing the photographs
Of Joan of Arc fighting Napoleon Bonaparte
I bring a new meaning to broken heart
Ninja hitting you with the five point palm exploding art
But I killed Bill with only a shoulder barge
Rhyme Asylum, a straight jacket's our coat of arms
The ocean's part, roam the path
As I hold the Moses staff, [fortune?] a floating mast to Noah's arc
Quit now! It's your only chance
I'm so advanced, I could not be prophesized by the holy psalms
My token mark's a stolen joker card
I'll blow the coke cash straight out your overdraft
Shogun dojo guard; make you take your shoes off at the door
'Cause the floor's covered in broken glass
Focus hard, mentally throwing darts
Born with perfect circular lifelines on both my palms
Scratching:
Looking like a cyclone hit you, f*ck it, you can take the mic home with you
2x
Wicked like witchcraft experiment
Looking like a Psiklone hit you
Wicked like witchcraft experiment