Juggernaut

I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco

I'm straight loco, venting hate you won't escape the choke-hold
I'll poke holes in your face, when you get ate/eight like ocho
A broke nose remold your traits and then get chased by popo
I'm so low show no disgrace, my court case a no show
I roll dro and blow smoke until I'm cloaked in clouds
Shrouds of hell's inferno burning eternal from out my open mouth
I route the wormhole running circles round the solar system
Victims getting colder freeze em over when I polar shift 'um
My souls emission is demolition creating seismic cracks
The tracks that I pen, powered by crimson gems of Cyttorak
Saliva packs a punch don't front on my pain's cargo
I'll charcoal your frame, can't be contained, like im Cain Marko
Impartially change, unlimited range in my frequency
Sequence free a telemetry cuz I'm mentally slaying frequently
You shouldn't speak to me like we can see or be on the same level
Won't settle over that ledge tracks over your head like a train trestle
Insane threshold noting I'm quoting my astounding crew
Flow fountains from the raze I got more flavors than a Mountain Dew
An ounce of truth cannot produce the use and lies in bulk
Provoke my battle cry I'll snap the spines of guys the size of Hulk
Promote my tribe if you live enough to rep what's real
I'll wield an omnicide with a pride comprised of tempered steel
I feel tenured when remembered, I hope they curse my name
Till the pain of my brains cabinet makes these little faggots burst in flames
A Hurst to claim every pee on trying to be on
Some straight swaggot shit like faggot dressed in pink neon
I spit free on, cuz son I'm colder than a witch's titty
Delivery ate your state and stuffed this face before it shit your city
Your bitch is pretty my committee made her work the spit
Then quick around the circuit, her life purpose to insert the dick
With quick brains so we change the name to Dick Train
Insane how hoes love it more cold blooded than Rick James

[Hook]
Watch me now motherfuckers I came to lock it down
None of you clowns can stop me and you're probably getting bodied now
I'll wipe my ass with Versace Versace Versace
I'll wipe my ass with Versace Versace Versace
I'll wipe my ass with Versace Versace Versace
I'll wipe my ass with Versace Versace Versace

Your flow is rudimentary, too mentally neutered to even use your sensory
Entropy I computed eluded a convoluted assembly
Pretentiously diluted and rooted in undisputed immensely
But intensely you saluted when I intruded with a lucrative entry
Euphemos frenzy hubris sent me to your scrupulous envy
The trendy was reputed in the music of the stupid essentially
With putrid ascended now contended for all the title shots
You twats flock in a spiral to suck on an idols cock
A rifle shot hip-hop lobotomy, we are not commodity
It'll probably change reshape your brain, l'd rather drop the pottery
A lot like sodomy sovereignty of your mental property
Monopoly on this bitch popping shit like I stomped a colostomy
I'm hostilely sick, I'm quick witted get your shit split
I'm sick with it a wicked clique, bitch we spit livid
Committed fits of rage won't quit it if it slips away
Cuz I stay on a pivot you can't inhibit what my exhibit slay
Analytic praise for the ways of crazed diversity
I'm personally amazed I ain't been engraved at a university
I'm certainly made to brave the tidal waves of shit storms
If my songs don't strongly amaze then your gay and probably spit wrong
This shit's Long Island's finest
Performing with the strongest violence
The science that I'm flaunting leaves your offspring with a mourning silence
I'm taunting giants telling tyrants Coal's a regicide
I ride with the livest dead who are quick to remove your head from Hide
So tell your pride Im that cyanide cinder cloud
Who will snap you like timber from wind whipping over winter ground
Beginners found face down drown in their excrement
A testament to my clique cuz you'll bite that shit if it's excellent
Too much estrogen in the specimen in the age of truth
In the booth they got juice for days but its only cuz they're made by fruits

[Hook-x2]

I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco
I'm in love with being loco