Who

[Intro: Insane Poetry]
Ah

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who?

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
Gave you thirty years of Insane Poetry
The big game hunter that spit flames openly (Yeah)
I treat you like a pack, you can't smoke with me
Claiming you were fed, but you really ain't dope to me (Naw)
This is my gallery I have to paint morbidly
I gets it in a dark zone, I have to blame it on the beat
I'm like acid in a tub as I soak your meat
Got instructions to make your stomach drain and your colon leak
See that's the devil in my pen work
It's like a sharp icepick to your neck, and watch that shit squirt (Ah)
Repeat that shit multiple times until my wrists hurt
With a big smirk (haha) as I leave you under this rich dirt (Ugh)
Now ask yourself how many albums I bodied in my career
It's astounding, I'm revered, not forgotten (Oh)
I'm still a problem, see horrorcore, I'm beyond it
All praise (uh), due to the god I am a con, let's go

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who?

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
The Genesis of I-P is Grim Reality
That killing shit, night-breed, give 'em savagery
I remember when it was his majesty, naturally
Some of y'all was cold as fuck, but me, I never liked the heat
Son, I am different, from a portal through a tractor beam
Apex predator designed to kill at that extreme
That was the mind-state of young little Cyco that you could never reason with
Factual on some demon shit
I was on that black plague, it was me and the Pope
Pure fishscale, we was dope, straight eat the broke
But things changed, I remain on a darker vibe
It seems strange but the flame was a spark inside
The son of Cain gave me visions of snuff reels
Fell from grace with JP and it was uphill (Ah)
But thanks to LSP all beef is dead and buried
They call me legend, I just tell 'em that I'm legendary

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who got you all tuned in to my art of violence?
It was me, I-P with the art of violence
Horrorcore's best emcee I brought the art of violence
The overlord from LSP, I brought the art of violence
Who?