Pyrex - Diabolic, DJ Gi Joe

As a kid my attitude was «you were born to die next»

Draw a firearm, so I sketched Human Torch’s biceps

Learn like everybody who endured the mindset

Selling coke was dumb we had Stupid Raw and Pyrex

Dying breed, it’s true, there’s four or five left

You’d puke before you try the food for thought I digest

I’d rep till pigs in uniforms could fly jets

Through hell freezing where I keep a unicorn as my pet

So I digress with battle plans so precise

They’ll impact the land to cause an avalanche of snow and ice

Brought a camera man to capture candid flows tonight

Trapping fans in the screen like Carol Anne in Poltergeist

Doesn’t matter fam, black or tan or token white

The average man from Pakistan, Dapper Dan or Dolomite

I’m the prototype, legendary predecessor

Fifteenth and seventh letter, OG, but I said it better

I grew up in cypher at a house party

Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me

«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»

It’s in my chromosomes to hold the throne

That’s why my name «buzz» like Kevin’s brother in Home Alone

I hope it’s known I hear voices when I write rhymes

Left side of my brain’s saying, «I ain’t in my right mind»

At nighttime, it’s stigmata the demon’s loose

And he will reproduce just mix vodka and sweet Vermouth

I be recruiting chicks hotter than steaming soup

To give a little head like witch doctors in Beetlejuice

I could reek a pooch in lockers being puked

Say hi, lost my job as a dishwasher and she seduced

I scheme for loot, my paid notes stayed broke

My click’s thinking it’s a sinking ship, I’m in the same boat

But it may float, so I’m a chill and smoke my weed

Getting baked, till I roll in bread with the doe I need

No one flows as cold as me son, I slow the speed

Of water molecules touring overseas and oceans freeze

I grew up in cypher at a house party

Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me

«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»

When I die, I’ll extend my lifetime like Ghost Dad

And teach my son how to write rhymes on my toe tag

He’ll probably live a life like mine and go mad

But on the bright side a light shines from his notepad

It’s so sad, no it’s not my fucking minds sick

When Chuck Norris does all that stuff he’s bumping my shit

The result aside from a couple sidekicks

I’m dude in Stand By Me, leeches stuck to my dick

Time shift to 9−6 I’ll be there trapped

With Air Max’s in a bear jacket in my care package

Underground, cos the major label scare tactics

Had me in the office 'bout to flip the bosses chair backwards

There you have it, my feelings in a nutshell

Fuck sales, say some real dope shit and puff L’s

Roll it up, light it up, a little bud fell

Now I’m hanging with the slut El I heard she sucks well

I grew up in cypher at a house party

Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me

«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»