Bionic - Theory Hazit

Tryna catch that feeling, staring at the ceiling

Lying on the floor, writing to cure, the pencil penicillin

Take your illest emcee, killin' 'em easy

Raise it up in honor of 'Tin, Dilla, and T3

I’m liable to get your girl to stop popping, locking and dropping it and use

her mind

She will become her own polar opposite

Opportunity knocking and not getting it’ll just be awkward

I get busy like Dizzy, no Drizzy, no Pac, no Frank Sinatra

The author got ya open like a box of Orville Redenbacher

A monster, lyrically I’m half Jimmy Hoffa, half Chewbacca

With thoughts blacker than Tariq Trotter and Big Poppa

Flow is ugly as ever, however, I’m similar to the letters notorious doctor

A producer who can rhyme and control the maestro

A pyromaniac, I’ll burn you down with one match

I know, you don’t wanna collab with him cause he freestyle

Now he has no choice but to preach and pull a piece out

Squeeze out, not a subliminal diss, just ironic

Outlived so much turmoil, nurses think I’m bionic

I figure I’m Martin Luther with an adjustable Ruger

Ain’t nothing to aim and shoot ya, it all depends how I use it

But if it wasn’t for music, your boy prob’ly would lose it

Pick up a habit, abuse it, then change my name to Elusive

Deuces, beat up and jumped

Ran like a busta when I got up feeling pumped

Bloody nose, scarred face, glass in my hair

But I’ve returned with an artillery of kicks and snares

Tossing black dynamite at you Napoleons

I’m dope like Obeo on opium smoking with Oprah

I have my share of depravity, you mad at me?

I won’t lose sleep, you couldn’t keep me down if you invented gravity

I walk moons with Nick Petricca

Back when we was mixed with wicked

I gets lifted, don’t get it twisted

I was high when I wrote this

That mean I’ll be writing wherever the Holy Ghost is

Remember (psh!) they never loved us

Get the point like when the dust bust

You buck at me, I ain’t' ducking Baghdad

I dodge bullets like Be-- best thing I never had

I might Trey Songz and pull a trigger

I’m Japanese cold toes and Madlib ya

I killed Wonder Woman, now I’m psychotic

Then I survived the fatal crash, I’m bionic