[Verse 1]
My track's excellent, Static's a rap veteran
Mastered the craft regiment, graspin' the black pen again
I rap better then half of you fags ever can
You're sprinting full speed while I'm passing you back pedaling
Proceed to spit when I curse with a bad temperament
This beat is sick and my verse is the track's medicine
A savage when I'm rhymin' fast my battle raps are bombing tracks
The best upcoming lyricist, yeah that's what they define me as
You faggots hypochondriacs, the whackest like when Kanye raps
Comparing me to rappers is like Cadillacs to Pontiacs
My brain is infinite and possesses the facts that Ghandi lacks
Committed to this gift with the sleep habits of insomniacs
I wake up brush my teeth and wash and then put on my sneaks and socks
With pens and some loose leaf to jot, just looking for a beef to squash
Abide the law to please the cops, demand respect and seeking props
Then walk for endless streets and blocks just looking for some beats to rock
And once I find a beat that's hot, I write until my breathing stops
Then spit a verse till seasons swap, and cause a vernal equinox
I offer thoughts of hatred with the darkest heart created
Bars are martial arts related, leave your caucus scarred and tainted
Depart the park when blazing when the Sargent cars invaded
Most these cops corrupt I wanna see these narks incarcerated
No retarded garbage gayness, I'm a marvelous star of greatness
All my bars are far from basic, I'm the hardest artist face it
[Verse 2]
My flow takes you on a journey every word's an Odyssey
Rhymes cut into your brain call it a verse lobotomy
I rap I don't speak or converse in rivalries
I'm the last one to talk but the first to body beats
You new comers suck, none of you herbs are protégés
When I say don't battle me then it's reverse psychology
See lyrically we different cause Static's a born general
My similies sufficient and my metaphors plentiful
My graphic mind'll burst from consuming absorbed chemicals
I rap a violent verse as I grasp my deformed genitles
Say your final words when the syllable sword enters you
Rhymes go through spinal nerves and enter the forth ventricle
I do what you ain't able to, you're fools so I'm erasing you
Your jewels is what I'll take from you, I'm brutal as a saber tooth
It's music I'm escaping through and dues is what I've paid for you
The booth is what I'm faithful too, It's crucial I remain the truth
So Imma continue to write and prove I'm irreplaceable
Then spew it till my face is blue and do what you ain't capable
You boast and you jest, I'm so emotionally stressed
I'm chosen and blessed, I write so hard you notice me sweat
My bone is erect, took off her clothes then slowly her dress
Noticed her chest, then motor boated with my nose in her breast
I'm cold in the flesh, my hopeless soul arose from the depths
I'm close to the best, my flow is over most of your heads, Yeah
Soon I'll be kidnapping Mac Miller and taking Adams
To my basement laughing as I tied up and duct tapped and gagged em
And then poured a tank and matches all over these blatant maggots
Then shoving nucleic acid through their ass and nasal passage
And watch as my fatal tactics burn them till their state is gaseous
And decay in ashes so this way they'll literally be flaming faggots
It's on for real, I'm the opposite of calm and chill
Better guard your grill cause if I don't kill you then karma will
My body is an armored shield, my ligaments are arms of steal
My bars of skill are equal to Achilles with a stronger heal
I'm a savage with rap expect hot new shit
Static is back and this is Head Nod Music
