Lyrics

[Hook - JC Assassin] Scandalous, bloody vandal, call an ambulance Cannibal animus, it's fabulous Unanimous, paralysis to a rapper's amulets Ambiance, abstinence ain't ready for me and the Deevil's Advocate [Verse 1 - Pseudomonarchia Daemonum] You couldn't handle this fathomless, scandalous slander The thalamus of Daedalus, savageness of Tantalus as the vestige of you pander Ravenous tactlessness, you artists float in a lake of passionless, placidness–that's just candor Duo of recalcitrance, rappers study us for validness, y'all are pusillanimous, take a gander Now before I pull a muscle flexing my lexical vanguardism, allow me to break it down First, we lobotomize the minds of rappers speaking cursive, splattering blood on Young Thug's gown Second, hand you a desiigner safety helmet prior to viewing us, before Desiigner's arms start seizing around Third, drop em' down MC Echer's stair case, ironically, more times than the Game drops names in one round Finally, dismantle that verse that was never fire in the first place— Before The Jokerr walks in here and pretends he invented disses, fucking clown I'll snort a whole timeline, then on the turn of a Paradigm Deftly flip open the butterfly blade for dramatic effect We're on the Hunt For Mr. Red October, while he collects his welfare, in debt Curb stomp him with his Air Yeezy's to keep him in check Tarotology and Cartomancy, converging at more witches covens than Odysseus Binary barbarism, biologically butcher your nomenclature like an ode to Linnaeus Birthed in the padded confinement of hell's brimstone encasement, low igneous Honestly, sonically my sonnet policies mimic the Iliad, rappers nowadays are so piteous Sacrificial sieges rooted deeper than lily pads, eat your heart raw like an Aztec as they shake spears The fans of these rappers out here are the same thing Usher finds at the bottom of his pool; kids–now bitch, make tears Indigence trap rappers, stammering pig Latin with names plagued by dwarfism, monkeys could craft more lyrical tiers My next track will feature another SoundCloud struggle rapper; Lil' Pongo Pygmaeus That was a little too punctilious– And clearly invidious but you ignominious troglodytes, remain oblivious to my supercilious disses I'm playing with your mind now, grab your dictionary you peasant, pitifully classless Masses of underclassmen crassly grasping at our talents, I dare you to surpass us I'm sitting spellbound, serpents slither through my skull while finger tips drip hell rounds [Verse 2 - JC Assassin] Call an ambulance, ravenous with no validness The sacculus, you an accident, this is blasphemous I'm blowing cannabis, unanimous, you inanimate Paralysis, fuck an analyst, I'm popping from the cabinet So grab a crucifix, lunatic, pray for a safe haven I quote the raven on occasion, but right now I'm on probation Take blood donations, vacations and rotations of invasion Cause we awakened, the translation is you must've been mistaken Aztec, I'm going where your aspects can't access I'm an asset, I don't protect, I address Negative residents in development Call a therapist, it's definite, pray to Genesis Excellent, this another testament, it's malevolent Preeminent, my specimen needed a few specialists Methodist, relevant regiments are not delicate I'm negligent, in prevalent time I grab the medicine Technically, I'm separately sold as a specialty Extra accessory, allegedly I'm no celebrity Cook their mentally, recipe is made from devilry This is my destiny, but I cooked it up accidentally Alphabetical soup, Sam's vasectomy turned him to Yosemite Respectably the intensity's above expectancy Eventually I won't have high fidelity Deceptively, I deserve the death penalty [Hook - JC Assassin] Scandalous, bloody vandal, call an ambulance Cannibal animus, it's fabulous Unanimous, paralysis to a rapper's amulets Ambiance, abstinence ain't ready for me and the Deevil's Advocate [Verse 3 - JC Assassin] Forced perspectives and electives inside of my lecture Forced to be addressing different tests to professors Forced to be under pressure through the semester Forced to be less than respected through the measure Forced myself to settle in with meddling dangers and treasure Like a Goonies assembling all of it's pleasure Photo booth developing settled and cheddar Menacing medicines, cheddar been on aggressor Still stuck in the settlement, scheduling all my successes Address it, impediment questioning all my exceptions Reckoning turns to questioning turns to depression My threatening make her trembling seem first impression Unknowingly forgetting all of my embezzling sessions Leveling my credits to excellence in progression Gelatin my adrenaline, pellets of possession Skeletons in the closet of residents with obsessions Bloody scandalous invented paralysis with Daedalus New nickname is Thalamus because my matter maximus Dialysis, paranoid voiding the caducous That's cause I shed consequences calamitous, handle this The aftermath, I collapse the habitats They reattached the avalanche of the sociopaths Perhaps I'm out of the maps, undiscovered from others I suffered, this summer try to uncover me, I never recovered [Verse 4 - Pseudomonarchia Daemonum] When we're present–the presentiment heightens The priest does a Hail Mary and unsheathes the dagger, sharp as the cry of the lycans Slid the blood stained glass in his wrist, sitting in the Sistine Chapel Held his head underwater like he was bobbing for glistening apples Transferred the priest to the trunk of the Chevy Caprice Soul colder than that one day in hell But demon evocation chic matches the drapes so well Cradle Judas as these virgins ride the rail Hyper-sadomasochism, pulling succubus tail Blood pumping to my stigmata, plug em' up with a single nail Sicker than picking apart every molecule of your grey matter With clamps, knives, scalpels and pins stained with rusted blood splatter I'm lost seven ways from Sunday, soul so black, I can't even find the Sabbath day Take the hack-saw to your hypothalamus and cauterize it with a cigarette from the ashtray Hippocampus tantamount to jet black ink and molten lead in a centrifuge Tumescent verbosity is myriads of cloak and dagger, smoke and mirrors—subterfuge Rubber gloves coated in viscous liquid of his antecedent misdeed Blow torch and a nail gun sliding around in the trunk, with zip ties to make their wrists bleed Abomination, harboring barbarous thoughts, maiming the innocent in a lonely corner Forehead leaning against the steering wheel, figments of the graveyard's only mourner Pigment in his pulsing veins, tension's indicative, brought the sledge down on his lowly scorner Sighing with a scythe, blood shot up the wall like the vessels in his eye's cornea Fabricated chimera in his view, dissolved it in an emporium of euphoria from Morphia Fata Morgana and Ignis Fatuus, hallucinatory, Gothic, macabre monstrosity Imagination's got carte blanche, corpus callosum's phantasmal morbid curiosity Delusional specters and faded hazes of nightmarish gegenschein, neurological solar system Caustic, costing lives, psychological make-up suffering from his sadistic limbic cataclysm…