On Sight

Verse I:

Yo, let's blow our brains out
Everywhere I walk is a followin’ rain cloud, let us pray now
Chameleon at large stallin' targets, hair died blonde and parted
Tryna leave my carpet marked, like Ramirez footprint in the garden
Oh, you a solid artist? I rather watch your cadaver harden
Oil in the works, take a week old shit
And throw it at yo' boy’s shirt, spoiler alert
Burn spoils on the Earth, boils on a verse
Heat senses from pit vipers, coiled in the dirt
From Heaven heights bomb hella mortars
This game ass backwards like president's group in the teleporter
Brain self re-torture, close insulters
I kill machines that have to jump in the ghost shelter altar
These unicorns is stylin' on borin' pilots
I'm not the best to pile enough dirt in the shit to form a islet

Chorus x2:

Whether off the dome or in front of the mic
Whether written or typed
I'm stickin' pens in your eyes, it's on sight
Whether off the dome or in front of the mic
Whether written or typed
I’m stickin’ lead in your eyes, it's on sight

Verse II:

Yeah, whether off the lid or in front of a popscreen
Anarchic at a pine stuffed through the choppers like poxy
Puffin’ out a New York hamlet down by Fox Creek, tossin'
Perjurers off the torpy? and rock peak (Woooo!)
Rappers is vagina on the Xerox, pussies copy
I'll suplex your grandfather for tryin' to clock me (Push)
Either he’s a wok from Alano or Haitian canoe
Me and my dogs faces in the blow, Corky Romano (Yeah!)
One tick's had to be off the meter, day one I caught the fever
I see sheep feeders callin' each other awesome leaders (Wow)
I'm alive so the youth don't have to go Belushi
I'm a time travelin', trip navigatin' Vespucci
You can't tell me that shit is dope it's wack (It's art)
Like a smart fiend sayin' "don't tell me it's soap, it's crack"
My brain a cave for the ogre laughs (Hahaha)
Roots and dirt over back
Studio look like a golfer's pad

Chorus x2:

Whether off the dome or in front of the mic
Whether written or typed
I'm stickin' pens in your eyes, it's on sight
Whether off the dome or in front of the mic
Whether written or typed
I'm stickin' lead in your eyes, it's on sight