Psychic Death ft. TIZZYRED

Psychic death acquitted me

Psychotropics got the mind devoted to infinity, listen me

I make descriptive what was once vague as my vision be, candlelit

Hands dip into holy basins in sandals sitting in the pit, scribbling Sanskrit

Mister can't quit & can't stand the underhand-pitch shit from the minor leaguers

Try me on features get sliced diced on your new shit

I invoke Anubis

We guide dead gods of rap through the light pollution

Super human his movements

Supra scoots on the autobahn, calming the talk of frauds over loops I spit til the lozenge gone

You not ready

When the Javelin's maw is spreading it's all 'round like Pirelli's