No other man could conceive the weed I'm consumin' and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human. I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath, and if a boy test, then I be stampin' upon his chest Done makin' a mess. I'm a lyrical misfit with a sadistic characteristics. My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics. I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed. 'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyricist and my thoughts be twisted.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |