Sour Soul

Yo, cleanse me, clean me of my sour soul, I'm vicious

My mind races from the satellite dishes

No technology, this world's corrupt

They can't feed me food for thought, I won't budge

I'm a twisted individual, they say critical

I say "***** I'm on top of my pinnacle"

Chest boards and sword, alphabetical darts

My clan is Braveheart, y'all move like Paul Blarts

Sloppy, go 'head and try and stop me if you can

Your casualties of war will get left in the sand

I'm Iron Man, a stone faced killer with a mask

Don't want the truth then don't ask, you couldn't handle a task

Rigorous, my war face is one that God gave me

Evil cause I looked all bugged out and crazy

Dusted, embalming fluid dripping from my nose hole

Stapleton *****, never catch me wearing rose gold

**** the CIA, DEA and the feds

They got you bugged son, microchip in your meds

Wax like dreads, smoking rags on the list like Craig

Steroids in chickens, why they feeding us eggs?

Hot in a ditch *****, snitch *****, I won't switch *****

Zen position with my finger on the trigger

Pure alkaline, that fluoride will **** you up

I seen a spaceship fly out the back of a truck

Diamond water, I've been splashed with the fountain of youth

Had a molar fall out, I grew in a gold tooth

Bullet proof, my clan鈥檚 sword is surgical steel

I don't feel, I'm comfortably numb, Stapleton slum

Insomniac, I'm charged off the rays of the sun

You can't **** with me *****, this is one-on-one

With the strength of ten midgets I'ma murder you son

This real

Yeah, I got my swagger back and all that

That's right