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who am i? - hoodedpsyche lyrics

[verse 1]

“ugh, he’s so weird” “who is he?”
“he’s a big fan of eminem & nas?” “sigh” “he’s just another wannabe”
no b-tch, i’m hoodedpsyche
a formidable foe for those rappers willing to test me
don’t try me, i’m known to take down snipes like wesley
that’s for you noisy birds, it’s a raid you better flee
coz i’m the microphone montana, merking n-ggas with my verbal melee
15 year old kids, listen well, i am not an amateur
you a speck of dust for me to fl!ck off, but i’m-a-ch0r-
what i told y’all? i’m hoodedpsyche
make sure you call ando & buy more paint when you picture me
and let it be in 3d, we in charge & this domination doesn’t drop
all black like a dominatrix, it’s a raid, we bruce willis cop out the jeep
in the shootout we akin to a kin that’s keen on k!lling his kid brother for kingship
cruel heartless k!llers, we fire shots that no keeper can keep
but u can keep trying, it’s delicious 2 consume hopes like ama kip kip
he’s writing history as he narrates his story
about those who have faced him, it’s hoodedpsyche

[verse 2]

i’m a star, definitely i’m what’s up! let’s resume improving the lyrical résumé
as i show y’all in this rap game, i’m not here to play
if talent was shown in size, i’m gulliver, a giant among dwarfs
rap with the ferocious might to dissect your zeal in half
i’m percy, the prince of flows, my reign is for u to bear
i ain’t d king yet, but i’m already on ur girl’s mind, coz she knows i’m the hair
she on the bed, mouth wide open like she desperate for a dental
my words r monumental, when i blow up you’ll see the crowd cheer
i murder instrumentals, using syllables to murder the beat
with, can’t compete, better retreat or face de-feat
as i stump you squeaking rats, you see i spit with flair
u can say my saliva bends through air miracle like liquid flare
like lex with reaper powers, don’t you get it?
i’m hoodedpsyche godd-mnit
it’s a doggy world, but i got ur b-tch begging for another l!ck
take me 2 court for playing foul, you players try but can’t restrict
it was a body faint, i wink at the female chairleaders watch body faint
u complain coz free throw becomes d verdict
that’s a court & b-ball story i was trying to paint
like michael dacre my movement k!lls, and i’m so fly to death
this ain’t control, but undertakers will still need 2 catch a breath
as i put hopes of lames thinking of dissing me in coffins
hoodedpsyche, that’s who i is

- hoodedpsyche lyrics

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