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You lack the minerals and vitamins, vitamins (The hard, the hard, the harder I rock) Drawing blood ink from the jugular Take calligraphic action, higher magic Dream journalist, the writing is automatic Hidden mechanics, creep metallics [?] With nerves of iron, I stay wired Broads speak spit static The black riddles leaps, sharp knives under the pillow When wind blows, leaves mourn songs on weeping willows Inaudible noise, frequencies concealed in the joints Travel needle pin and acupuncture pressure points I'm all grunge tapes, moody blues, and gloomy sundays Bullet flows and verbal gunplay, word to my [?] Thoughts sit heavy, lyrically show you what a tongue weighs Purple circular spots behind my eyes, like I sungaze Attached to mothership like Norman Bates Twisted necks like circus tricks for you, but the victims never wake Common daily routines, like a collective's retracing of steps Mentally desperate, we tryin' to connect And musical notes hide the most cryptic of codes Truth is a bitter pill, and I'm medicating Generous doses, negotiating with the appetite The human herd bustling over turnstyles Concrete jungle hustle hostile SongtexteBut there's nothing out here, dank alleys and beer Heads are vacuum sealed in trapped cages, suspended in fear I'm anti mind control and chemical warfare You devils can't touch, I'm like a gin-repelling software Whose words multiply like microbes underneath the skin Prone to capture gamma rays, gather energy, and kill on a whim Expanding like the universe, I'm Artemis Begetting [?] thought without an opposite The irony is obvious, but a broader definition's still to be found Biased taste perceptions like a shrouded cloud Step into my circus, I transform without a sound [?] against the sun and make a crowd of running clouds The kid's wild rhyme style, definitive, belligerent, militant Known as hard-headed, and the urge never diminishes Recite the last script from a chest chamber Gaseous when I blast it, packs the power of a black fist Far from passifict, imbalanced when I flex the wrist Paper bound like blood to ground, how the page absorbs the ink Even footprints on mindscapes that incubate my imprint Every chosen path is mapped out different I'm trying to acquaint them with observations (Like a shogun) I am bereavement Illuminate black duster rag, and kaleidoscope eyes see I'm feeling the sky drain into a sun-filled blood drunk I tirade, remnant in my mouth electric Red remington out to tight pain I float souls, distress from strings like kite sway Hospitalized, I mummify one so it wipes sight reads [?] but butterfly knife blades Beheading [?] fight, and it's still behind a knife [?] fatal [?] Binding nightshades, I am a cavernous ulcer Of acidic, deep, fiery baptized stains Cinching intestine pain, inexorable I work through it, some time frames I'm unwell, phobic, sick, be under a dying mindstate In a house by a dry well, second from the last on the right Scraps and light scrapes, life goes on I'm here, half naked under ice rings Screaming at the firmament Arm burned and slit, open with sliced veins around me I'm fly, shook as an airline hostage Ain't my ghost a flight date Not balanced, yet [?] I'm fanned by palm leaves and fed white grapes For mirrors, my image is not [?] between my mind gates Cause I work with live bait Breathing my mind ray This blood-clot sea voyage is blind faith The blood-clotted sea soil grasping at me, pissed Til my ship's sides break ([?]) (The harder I rock) (The harder I rock) (Like, like, like a shogun) (The hard, the, the harder I rock) (Like, like, like a shogun) (The hard, the harder) (The harder I rock) (The hard, the harder) (The harder I rock) (The hard, the hard, the hard drama) (The hard, the hard, the hard drama) (Like, like, like a shogun) (The hard, the, the harder I rock) (The hard, the, the harder I rock) And, that's what I was trying to kinda, get the planet ready for space invaders, cause they should land soon Aus Songtexte Mania