Phantasmagoria

[Intro]:
Phantasmagoria, uh

[Verse 1]:
I said Red Lotus is the army, better yet the Navy
Maybe them psych meds will turn a patient's brain into gravy (Uh)
I escaped reality safely (Uh)
The Rotten King need rings like Tom Brady (Know I mean?)
Fat Righteous, the opposite of Slim Shady
No safety, let off the shottie like Dick Cheney (Blaow)
80's baby, Dolce and Gabbana paisley
Been wavey, I'm like a villain from Dick Tracy (Hahaha)
Dracula mixed with Count Bassie
Off the block, got it locked like Royce Gracie (Huh)
They said they hate me (What? You?)
My memory must be hazy (Uh)
I only remember them vaguely (Fuck outta here)
I'm Scorcese (yes), from the age of the daisy
It's crazy, Satan been prayin' to me lately
Fuck you, pay me, that's the operation daily
Bumpin' Fugazi move like Tommy Lucchese, what

[Interlude]:
Phantasmagoria x16

[Verse 2]:
Uh, this like KD at the Rucker
Not a newcomer need a bulletproof Hummer
Puzzler, got God's gift in the bubbler
Heaven's Gate under purple covers smothered (Uh)
10th wonder, third eye Camera shutter
Visions like Sitting Bull defeating George Custer (Uh)
Real low key ain't trying to get discovered (Nah)
I'm hella gutter, TNF Extra Butter
Hustler, sellin' dreams at the Luxor (Uh)
Since a youngster tag my name on the dumpster (Dumpster)
Chainsaw juggler, vampire hunter
Make blood suckers suffer, destroy the infrastructure (Uh)
Toss corrupt cops in crop dusters
Ain't got colors for wild style blockbusters
Spot rushers (yeah), eyes red like Scott Summers
Top gunners, bang loud as Punk Rock drummers

[Outro]:
Phantasmagoria