[Intro] SuAdE’s the name, I never claimed to be sane, Gifted But Twisted, GBT in the mainframe. [Verse 1] SuAdE’s the name, I never claim to be sane, Mentally tamed but my condition’s in the brain, I came to the rhyming game simply to slay and entertain, Forget the fame, I rhyme to represent GBT’s name. I can catch your thought-train to your brain’s chain, Stain your main vein with a laced strain of Mary Jane, Caution, my mindframe plays mind games, Maintains focus on my rhyme mainframe. I spray shame on your family name, Mess with your mind like a hit to the membrane, Straining major mental sprains, Don’t complain when I scare you like a horror train. Tear your thought-waves apart like a hurricane, Let me explain why your new nickname’s Mr. Shit Stain, The methane you contain fuels fireworks, So you can go out with a bang. Bang, like an atom bomb dropped from an aeroplane, My campaign’s main aim is setting flames to remains, Contain the blaze with acid rain, What a crying shame as my eyes glaze. I gaze amazed through distorted sunrays, Shining through your smoking, sizzling haze, Page by page your weak ways fade away, SuAdE stays to slay another day. [Chorus] Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, Jump up and get down. Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, GBT run the sound. (Stand up) (Bounce down) (Hands up) (Get down) [Verse 2] I feel the rhythm open up inside of me, To find some clarity, I need to see beyond our galaxy, The universe ain’t free like fees at university, But it holds our destiny and keeps going for eternity. Life’s paths I travel fast with kinetic energy, Solar-system drifting spiritually, Mastering battle skills lyrically, Pathological imagery spreading negativity to enemies. Closing their existent entity like a sea anemone, Intellectual profanity, dissect you verbally, Psychologically causing casualties, Indirectly calling on the power hidden by our history. I reflect negative energy, attack using positivity, Quick to act with creativity in combat physically, We create anarchy when you react and panic, You lose your sense of self as well as your strategy. Don’t call me your dog, mate, I’m a pedigree, You’re a stray mutt that was never meant to be, On the podium at the top where the legends breathe, You’ll find the breed of GBT. [DJ Cut Hook] Gifted But Twisted, Mindframe mainframe, SuAdE in the building, GBT name. [Chorus] Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, Jump up and get down. Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, GBT run the sound. [Verse 3] SuAdE resurrected Nostradamus, stole his powers, now he’s harmless, Now I hold the twisted gift to cause horrible horoscopes, Take note, my rhymes stampede out like a herd of antelope, Spitting venom like a viper, poison with no antidote. Ladies, I can take you to the stars, but only through a telescope, I’m the type around the girls to flirt and play the gentleman, Have you wanting me like asthmatics need their Ventolin, Open cooling vents when I step on stage again. Atmosphere gets hotter than the Pentagon with all defences raised, Insults getting colder with rebellion when we’re offensive on stage, Punchlines bolder than a mythical hellion spitting pure rage, My spirit dates back to the prehistoric age. These rapping raptor instincts aren’t extinct, they’re mortally laid, When dormant, I’m behaved, When performing, caution, I detonate, Applaud GBT and pull the pin on the entertainment hand grenade. [Final Chorus] Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, Jump up and get down. Stand up, bounce down, Hands up, dance around, Bounce up, hands down, GBT run the sound. (Stand up) (Bounce down) (Hands up) (Get down) [Outro] Mindframe mainframe, Gifted But Twisted, SuAdE’s the name, Entertainment hand grenade.