Lil Ugly Mane - PASSION SCEPTRE/DERT MYSTERY lyrics

I'm space station, I'm cold scab Steadily making my nose numb Bent thumbs dig back in my sockets Nothing worth seeing, I'd rather be dumb Side swipe, I'm infinite My infantry ready for centuries Pain and my ecstasy Intersect mentally covered in arms So I'm something like centipede Enter my space and the eye on my sceptre Evaluate studies your movements your shadows Evaporates, pride is disaster the prodigal master My people just watching my vertebrae currently Cold Only dream of dying if I have a dream Go ahead pop five in the magazine Only time I ever matter When I'm swinging from the scaffolding Weak thoughts really terrified of ever after So I still breathe, heart beats, wrong turns New paths spit gas Slide out, tell me where the work at Soon as I mention it that's when I get it Glitches in time I'm dismissive of physics We live on the back of a serpent that hisses Then swallowed the sun while you busy with riches and b**hes Switching my style so i'm louder than bombs Flooded and drowned me, when lighting them off Renowned world wide, wish it was gone Crooked letter E P A R A T E me from the weak Player, i'm gone I'm space station, I'm cold scab Steadily making my nose numb Bent thumbs dig back in my sockets Nothing worth seeing, I'd rather be dumb I'm quarantined under the puzzle Thorazine shuffle Uncut in a black duffle No teeth bit down on a bra** knuckle Just bones stripped down to the last muscle Sell cell block, been in hell dwell where the rain swell Data trail ends where the light don't drift Knew a couple people with the gift, didn't move swift Every door closed now they sit around wondering if... Chess: Bobby hit a punch clock, caught you in a dumb spot Had to lay the king down - Check - I'm no one that you should respect You don't know sh** that I have to suppress The sh** that i'll never get off of my chest The terrible sh** I say under my breath My level of stress I would never suggest Evil blood drops, swapped with Mephisto in Vitro Paranoid, always point pumps out the peep hole Ugly, my style is so lethal Dug out my eyes so my vision cerebral Life is the sequel Switching my style so I'm louder than bombs Flooded and drowned me when lighting them off Crooked letter E P A R A T E me from the weak Player, i'm gone I'm space station, I'm cold scab Steadily making my nose numb Bent thumbs dig back in my sockets Nothing worth seeing, I'd rather be dumb -Interlude- I be hibernating getting high, penetrating something fly...