Al Agami - Split Personality lyrics

Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah 1 - Professor Penmanship: During the years before the golden flow I lacked the confidence to rock a pro show Put me on the spot and i would p p p p panic I'd grow frustrated and act f f f frantic But now I'm mellow eat emcees like jello(w) The odd fellow got you scared to say hello So cut the jingles, never go pop like Pringles Only super fantastic grammatic addict singles Peep the gist though, the mind of a schizo 2 brains, 1 skull a million sick flows The lethal lyricist my writing's the wickedest Pencil tip packs the poison twice that of any jellyfish Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah Are u ready for the Cobra? Hell yeah 2- Cobra Commander The game ain't what it used to be So I'm metaphorically mutilating emcees musically Mash and mangle your mandible making your poetry a mockery ain't nobody stopping me I'm a robot with no heart Rhythmically butcher then recycle a rapper's body parts My telescopical optical's dropping you with a glare I got Medusa scared to stare Lyrically murder thee if you try to mimic me I can turn a cypher into a shark feeding frenzy The reptilian ripping your faculty rapidly causing physical damage to your anatomy tragically 3 - Professor Penmanship: Torn between 2 realms my mind's divided I step in cyphers and word clash uninvited Raindance in meteor showers Your rhymes are no match for my super solar syllable powers Break rappers down like long division Turn invisible when I bend light like a prism It gets worse My toxins make an engineer sterilize the mic device after each verse 4 - Cobra Commander: I maintain when I bring the pain My styles insane detonate a brain like propane On track like a bullet train Your recitals are lame I spit flames t your physical frame Verbally murder you with a mere thought Cut your life short disconnect your life support It's a fact in a any studio booth I shatter After I rhyme the biggest celebrity won't matter ACAPELLA Look up in the sky, it´s a bird it´s a plane It´s a monumental frame, verbally bringing the pain Enemies tremblin´ shakin´and shiverin´ Running from the venomous veteran Rockin´that murderous melanin´!