Weirdos

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Whenever I would step into the backstage The area went quiet and dark as a Batcave May my fanbase stay strong like a Bonsai Reminding I'm a python in the heart of this rat race of rhymers and DJ's Trippy and sly, combined with guys that beat make Sniffing up lines, the draws grind til their teeth mates Blazing blue fire, (?) Of weirdos alike, the art of this vigilante Came to regulate the freak show With all these mini MC's who decorate their egos Tripping out to the chilling infamous sound of this torpedo hitting decks and aim to reload Big amounts of ridiculous vigorous hipsters In the midst of manipulative Indian-givers Been predictable, driven by the industry in 'em Lips are vindictive, with illiterate Twittering fingers Way too quick to claim legacy When they allegedly made a great legend But bit the same breddas to get fake acceptance The rest of them I'll befriend in fluorescence so we can see why [Hook] x2 I disengage and evade while they play these same scenarios, here we go And we can see through (?), freakshows of weirdos [Verse 2] I bare shows on ketamine, sweating their clothes Through the bong, from overdose, heroes in queer mode So my hair grows like scarecrows To my earholes, just so I don't hear those weirdos Showcasing same acts as main attractions Infant behaviour patterns bringing a chain reaction Of fake Stans, living Instagram via viral chat and play apps While dispatching the fatty acids that their brains lack In a coma haven, for the vultures of cultural appropriation Racial bias, clear as sky in hi-tech animation Pied pipers are rhyming for widespread validation (?) hating other rappers behind their backs Then go collab with them, what kind of style is that? Bite and blag a popularity personality conquest With heads hyped up with their Viking hats Blind as bats amongst the zombies Rapping like a wannabe crappy copy of me What's the expectancy of contained jealousy When Illinformed and Ramson Badbonez connect kinetically? [Hook] x2 [Verse 3] Through proceed with cold feet to mould scenes Through smokescreens while ODing on codeine So weak for the fame though Keeping the vain (?) Attention cravers when they're facing their name though As a rapper or trap star Having to act large, flashing a cash card Ask the lameo's in parts that play roles Of racists that don't know they're slangers with patois Marks with a vagina, higher diaphragms While artistic saliva on my idle hands And by design these bystanders all trying to rap Matches the diagram of my bio mass I contract expanding to your nemesis Flatten the premises with a rad little experiment Defense or offensive is the rhetoric While most pay expensive expenses for the excrement Invest your swat flies, with dividends confined To online profiling, with weirdos whining What? Their top five Is the manufactured rappers so blind that shows miming (?) [Hook] x4