Weerd Science - The Zodiac lyrics

[Verse 1] I drop a diabolical verse in the session Led biological weapons used by tyrants or peasants There's no measurements to measure my settlements Set them inside of the setting reflecting my past n' present tense I'm on a mission, prepped for battle condition Inflicting pain in ways that make your mates compromise your position Listen, I've an itching to stick my sh** in rotation Watch the competition cower cause this sound can place it I'm always hungry; there's no nonsense I wanna eat beats forever and a few MCs in the process My conquest is to rip through their head office And construct a concise offer that'll continue to counter the contents I'm bored out of my mind all the time and Can't find why I've never been able to fall in line so My proclamation for annihilation: Take these whack kids, mix them with gas and matches [Hook] Now This is what will happen to you Keep f**in' round, every time you rap all I hear is Blah duh duh, let the duh duh duh Stupid is as stupid does, now stupids f**ed and Now This is what will happen to you Zodiac, underground rap k**er Where they at, come up with the rap filler The time is now, we're breaking out our whack filter Like "HA" [Verse 2] I blow like a thermal detonator explodes Across the Universe like John Lennon wrote There will be no hesitation, I approached the booth post-hasty Aggressor, can't slow down what moves quicker than fate I fake nothin, I spill my guts in these raps Take my twisted up insides and turn them out for these wolf packs A pack rat, I packed away everything that could come back and haunt me I live inside of a trap I'm a snake in the gra**, Adam and eve I'm an apple I'm a macintosh, mac and PC I'ma ball of gas and elements and overgrown settlements Ready to f** your raps up so bad, you couldn't say I was celibate Sell 'em and settle the eloquent and the corp degenerate Malevolent mastermind behind these beats, they're not delicate You should respect that I could dissect your dialect and Inject your intellect with microchips from Initech [Hook] [Verse 3] We are the academy, the hierarchy of savagery Takes more than a little bitter energy to manage these Thoughts and intuitions, it's the paranoid that mixes it Tries its hardest to destroy the boy that it sits in But somehow I prevailed, don't ask me how There's still a couple things that I can't live without And that's beats, lyrics, pads, pens Snare drums and 808's to make the f**in speaker bend I send a message to throw your head in different directions Use your ego as a fuse, your crutch is my weapon Sling-blade, little degenerate ingrate Soft from a young age, their love will always disintegrate And hate will stay and make its way through ya And burrow into your heart until that's all that's left to ya Listen, I've regressed, I've tried my best But the Zodiac will cut til there's no rappers left and [Hook]