Lyrical Breakdown of Coma - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

I now present to you

Music, music, music, music

Music to make you stutter

I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention

Trooper burst result of Dragon Ball Z, Speed Racer gene splicing

Mach force, blind the extorted style from the common dirty

Destiny dream sighting, important as split the prints

God shit the planet screaming "What on Earth is that?"

I sit back five dimensions

Only to muscle the overcooked specimen

Fending tragic fatality successful dodging violets

All hail Mary and hello dollies!

I flow ridiculous, indigenous to now

Who holds the fifth golden ticket?

Saw the wicked war phantom mansion beyond the pickets

The house next door to when the stickball clears the fence

Y'all hesitate to fetch it!

I was walking through a pinball tilt built landscape

Terradactle circling turtle

I bite the bullet in a wingspan shadow

Suck and rust the oxygen gulps

And spit the metal directly back up the barrel

We icegrill the silhouettes (right)

The common decency factors a lowball estimate of zero

My testament is striking b-boy stances

Dancing past the foggy mirror

With wipes clean the billy goat beard, camoflague the spirit

I'm at six degrees of sexy sarcasm

Yeah never swam up inside summerjam classic

Under the bed backwards bastard

Scaverning the carnival grounds for an outlet

Who the fuck is aes rock?

I'm not a name to keep at arms length

Adjacent to little lattice quilt makeshift

Sick security mechanism, check your mission

I am not a vision, check your mission

Just a simple sourpatch delinquent

No it will not help you shove your Lincoln

I alone settle

I alone peddle in the mud

I alone, I condone rebel zone planting

I alone stand in a social coma

All up to your dome, follow I alone

I alone settle

I alone peddle in the mud

I alone, I condone rebel zone planting

I alone stand in a social coma

All up to your dome, follow I alone

Now you see me, now you don't

Well he was maverick enough but still scraped up

Taki 183 innovation for the kids

Brick foot ironlung honor

Escape through the night like a disgruntled teen Krylon bomber

Without a care inside from posting the roster

Mal-adjusted blank faced civilian dispersed feelings

Reeling in several separate defunct fame-booster modules

This nervous twitch mark the most delectable ingredient

See Aesop starving troops in cell blocks with strap-on feeding bins

(More like) Like I'd auction off a fuck for that blind cause you ride in

I'd rather find the floors and watch you hide them

Feel the haggered look penetrate brain castle

Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour wind collection

(Flash flooder!)

You're a fuckin wind-up toy

A goddamn four string criminal trading card

The reason they decorate the fonts of closing credits

To boost on-looker amusement after fading hard

Catch more Z's than Rip Van Winkle's 12 Step Narcolepsy Seminar

The action, we all compete the masked illusion

The commonfolk, I provoke em all

Challenge thirty balance

I alone pour talent while they fidget

If the revolution ain't gon' be televised

Then fuck, I'll probably miss it

I alone settle

I alone peddle in the mud

I alone, I condone rebel zone planting

I alone stand in a social coma

All up to your dome, follow I alone

I alone settle

I alone peddle in the mud

I alone, I condone rebel zone planting

I alone stand in a social coma

All up to your dome, follow I alone

Omega 1, where you at?

Talkin' that...

Saying lines about me

This guy over there, and her

If anybody says a bad thing, shut the mic

Shut them down

I'm the boss

Shut them down

That's all I gotta say