No VMA’s

[Verse 1: Tyze Nitro]
Taking supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Doses of hocus pocus potion
My heads in locomotion
Hooked on tons of opium
While me and hue using psudopoduims
In the motherfucking open
Mans on top
Higher than Everest and space
Number 1 put me on that podium
I can spit in 20 different flows
Gimme syrup and watch the madness unfold
They say I have no life when i keep telling em
My character died ages ago
The enemy I have is my self
You got Tyze and Tyze
Nigga i need help
Been mad since birth, and it gets worse
If craziness was currency i’d be in wealth
2KD is where it starts
Thought he high
I come higher like sharps
These niggas are dependant
Cut off like shouting Allahu Ackbar
Kicked off by the flight attendant
Tyze Nitro is a direct mad ting
This beat is a direct mad ting
Influenced by Nostalgia and Explosives
Can’t tell me that ain’t a direct mad ting

[Verse 2: Huey Evergreen]
Extensivly deny the child profit allegations
Slient dashing sleepin in my tabanacle face lift
Bro, catch yah tougne tape end it
Japanese warmonger criminal tatics
Beijing rapping
Table tapping
Geotagging
6 years till the end voice change discourge
Rumage thru the abyss, milking whatever i give
Psudo-posthumous grpping on a quantum string
Refusal of entry to isreal soldiars make it clink
Make the face of poor palestinians pink
Wouldn't take a sip of there drink
Draining the blood of innocent civiliians
At the death of billions, whos shooting em
Invisible gun to my head, deep space 9mm
41 backwards astronomical space heater
Adhd mindblown afro british leader
Loaded up and full like a motherfuckin fahjita
And i dare a nigga to say he's the preacher
Not codependent on feutures
Hyperscholer teacher
Magnatron level rifer
Will beat yah son
Close the third eye, inconspicuious glum
Tell a lie and say your grannie went to heaven
Been saying nonsense since the age of 11
Pointless like male habadashury denim