ELZZUP YOB

[Intro]
Welcome to the Infinity Mirror, the sonic void of self reflection, an endless path of containing spontaneous creations like the almighty himself. So hideous, so breathtaking, the polarity of the mirror has no bounds. It is truly miraculous, isn't it? Stand tight, WARLOCC will arrive soon to guide you. Here we go now. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Verse]
I can't feel shit, I can't feel jack
I can't feel shit, you better remember that
I can't feel shit, I can't feel jack
I can't feel shit, you better remember that
I ain't havin' this shit
Troops tied, I was trippin' in my own ride
When my lady got a new guy
So I put the pedal to the floor
Chasin' [?] down into the middle door
Let's face the facts, no turning back
A sculpture of you [?]
It starts to melt, I grab my belt
(Tighten it up, wait a minute till I melt)
(Man, I need help, man-, man, I need help)
These boys are wack, he smells like crack
God, they fuckin' suck like that
They think they cool thinkin' they juul
But they lookin' like a grieving ghoul
I gotta get 'em, these bars, I slit them
I don't even got to hit them (I don't even got no rhythm)

[Chorus]
Puzzle Boy don't fit in
Puzzle Boy don't fit in
Puzzle Boy don't fit in