APEX PREDATOR feat. Boy Danger

by Psionic

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lyrics

I spit that voodoo. Who knew sleeping on me
Is like awakening Cthulhu
I’m under your skin like bamboo chutes
My shit tighter than necks wit noose loops
Nothing I hate more than fake activists
Putting on a show like great actresses
Like vegans who think eating a carrot is
Enough for a revolutionary catalyst
Then they just bitch on the internet, they ain’t shit without their Tik Tok
Sick of the shit libs on my timeline infested with insta THOTS
Listen to my cadence: careful what you are saying. Everybody under surveillance
Lemme wiretap that ass, girl - hope you into depraved sh*t.
Run for the hills, bitch, when you hear the sound of the sirens. I’m just lying
I’m an Antifa super soldier conspiring. While I’m
At the top of the food chain hunting gnarly, paunchy nazis
Be having bitch fits at fast food chains - nobody likes Arby’s
While we were out starving, just barely surviving
Billionaire [CENSORED] were partying at Epstein’s Island
Robber barons hardly caring. I’m having a gas that’s sarin
While I’m out running errands I be curb stomping Karens

Psi dismantle the beat. Try handling me, I leave your hands in the freezer with your manager's feet
I’ma ravenous beast having animal feasts. These amateurs be nuthin but cannibal meat
Pedal to the metal, neva giving anyone a brake cuz I got a lead foot
Picture me shaking a baby in the way that I get they heads shook
Ya fuckers neva get it, I’ma menace. Gotta fetish for cooking up the best like a meth chemist
Or like taking a second look so the refs get it, who’s sane (Usain)? Bolt-ing out the blocks breakin all records
Heavyweight champ mouthin off, always paramount, got the clout to back every word that I said
I’ma architect cuz my art is tech, part a heartless anarchist chef.
Emcees couldn’t have dope wordplay if they had some weed on a scrabble board
So you better take that cringe shit back before ya falling off harder than Macklemore
So I desecrate em wit the evil I said, cuz this shit is nasty as white people wit dreads
The only way they ever gonna get a head is when I slice with the cypher and sever they neck
I’m cut throat. Cuban necktie, blood soaked. Human dead eye bucko
And if I get that orange prison vest for life it's cuz I put George Zimmerman’s head up on a pike
Or I cockblock a jock hittin on his hot blonde and I get socked in my jaw
Or the cops knock wit the guns cocked and they POP POP til my top’s off I ain’t neva gonna stop

credits

released June 13, 2022
Written, recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered by Psionic

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