Chorus
This ain't rapping WHAT? Its word bending OH
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Ya'll ain't rhyming NAW ya'll just pretending YA
You can't fathom the way that we twist a sentence
Newsense (verse 1)
This ain't rapping its word bending
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Newsense the Demigod gruesome at any cost
There's a crisis these rhymes are priceless they cant be bought
Black ink runs through my veins so I writes to live
f*** around and BLAM strip you of your rights to live
Consider this swift and deliberate I get rid of it
The rhythm will riddle your system with increments of significance
Sing if you can't rhyme scream if you can't yell it
While you sit and write rhymes I sit at home and write epics
Caution you might get nauseous don't throw up
Quite often I get off topic but f*** it SO WHAT
Keep insinuating that you've got invigorating raps
But Incriminating acts only give my an exhilarating blast
I much rather keep my job as a word contortionist
Your life goes nowhere like the oldest kid at an orphanage
Chorus (repeat x 2)
Logics (verse 2)
Words under my jurisdiction you're sure to listen
The purest vision of dopeness a euphemism describing my sonic mysticism
Shatter your silly suggestive cynicism
Opinions get split into pieces passing my mental prism
Red for antagonism yellow for cowardice
green for the jealousy and black for all the passionless
Immature amateurs sinister saboteurs
Meaningless matador got bullshit on your sole trying to dodge the horn
f*** your scorn use my time to be progressive
Reality's all perception take a view from my direction
Humble yourself for a second I'm more than competition
Listen or perceiving me from the ground horizontal position
This ain't a game this is more than running my mouthpiece
Start expanding the outreach battle god for his house keys
Stretch my words across the globe like lines of longitude
If you can dig it close your eyes and let your mind consume
Bridge
This ain't rapping
This is word bending
This ain't rapping
This is word bending
This ain't rapping WHAT? Its word bending OH
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Ya'll ain't rhyming NAW ya'll just pretending YA
You can't fathom the way that we twist a sentence
Newsense (verse 1)
This ain't rapping its word bending
Lyrical acupuncture for your nerve endings
Newsense the Demigod gruesome at any cost
There's a crisis these rhymes are priceless they cant be bought
Black ink runs through my veins so I writes to live
f*** around and BLAM strip you of your rights to live
Consider this swift and deliberate I get rid of it
The rhythm will riddle your system with increments of significance
Sing if you can't rhyme scream if you can't yell it
While you sit and write rhymes I sit at home and write epics
Caution you might get nauseous don't throw up
Quite often I get off topic but f*** it SO WHAT
Keep insinuating that you've got invigorating raps
But Incriminating acts only give my an exhilarating blast
I much rather keep my job as a word contortionist
Your life goes nowhere like the oldest kid at an orphanage
Chorus (repeat x 2)
Logics (verse 2)
Words under my jurisdiction you're sure to listen
The purest vision of dopeness a euphemism describing my sonic mysticism
Shatter your silly suggestive cynicism
Opinions get split into pieces passing my mental prism
Red for antagonism yellow for cowardice
green for the jealousy and black for all the passionless
Immature amateurs sinister saboteurs
Meaningless matador got bullshit on your sole trying to dodge the horn
f*** your scorn use my time to be progressive
Reality's all perception take a view from my direction
Humble yourself for a second I'm more than competition
Listen or perceiving me from the ground horizontal position
This ain't a game this is more than running my mouthpiece
Start expanding the outreach battle god for his house keys
Stretch my words across the globe like lines of longitude
If you can dig it close your eyes and let your mind consume
Bridge
This ain't rapping
This is word bending
This ain't rapping
This is word bending