Took the whip around the block
Tipping out the venom fiends smelling for the pot
Write bars with my demon son, I levitate and rot
Seven angels from the gods got slaughtered when the planet shifted
The stanza lifted from the page, son these lyrics animated
Scan the haters, I see no signs of benefits
Light my blunt off the fire from the devil's pits
I come a long way from resin hits
And smoking foil from the steps of the bridge
It's the seven headed dragon son I'm packing verbal crime scenes
Lurk the night masked up, catch a flash from my eyes view
Slight moves makes a bigger leap
Take your soul with these powers I keep hidden deep
You've been asleep if you ain't heard an E
Search the streets for the iller MC
You couldn't fathom any visions that I see
Son I'm bagging up the izm, stack the cash till I'm deceased
Yeah son, Eclyse
That underground shit y'all motherf*ckers sleeping on
Y'all say hip hop is dead
It's alive and well in these underground sewers
We thriving yo
Write these words without touching a pen
Like a ghost with a Ouija board
Smoke this herb till I f*cking ascend
Son I'm floating with the kings and lords
I exit the booth
My shoulders bare a demon's corpse
Norwegian swordfish on my dinner plate
Top notch luxury
Summon heat when I script the page
Twist my brain in a psychedelic molecule
The night's infected, time is stretching, it's phenomenal
If it's impossible I've f*cking done it
Level up till I touch the summit
Then I jump above it
Son I'm rugged, I don't f*ck with snakes
They can't be trusted
Packs of purple hates, hand me the dutches
You catch some damage to the face like I'm Manny with the punches
Enhance my evening with my hands between your mother's hips
All aboard the mothership
I'm hoarding undiscovered creatures from the f*cking abyss