[intro-spoken] introducing styles version 3 point drunk4 activating hyperactive mode in 3....2..... [fast-rap] styles im out my mind this time this time 8:14 at night feelings hype aggressive and mabey a little compassion-psych I was lying on the last one going crazy I know pick me pick me pick me if im not choose ill pick myself does that vote count or am i loosing control- never wouldn't dare but never truth so we cant play this mabey another time when my mind comes back home and isnt looking at me like im out my.....oh giggle and stuff like what the fuck am i this perfect example of dumb or what still stylin(styles) styles still stylin super st-st-stupid lets get em hit em with the weird stuff 7 cookies in her ass styles eats em all up cookie monster? nope ass monster don't be so dumb dumb da dumb styles leveled up stylin(stupid stuff) cookies in her butt is that double stuffed styles fucking awesome how you gobbled them all up realistically life put simply there's never enough (cookies) no ass don't be stupid styles complex my lingo hard flex two stepper up next microphone check everything on deck the hype it's on point get the hyper to interflex the complicity unfortunately there's no remedy to they way you be acting like it's a comedy and your the comedian honestly you chalk that up as win it was more like strange clouds in the wind that was sent at the end for a dramatic call for help but it's go help yourself bottom self but nobody even knows it's there real talk nobody looking down anymore get a clue your green im blue if I as green I would die big sigh double up on the this guy and the real funny thing is you couldn't tell me why instead you fly oh so high me im like ok bye bye styles been done did it im winnin chillin feelin like hundo whatcha want tho come get it if you wit it im st-st-still st-st-st-stylin ( double-time flow) Styles, I got 'em, I get 'em, I shred 'em They want a compliance, I never would let 'em They feeding us lies and I'm refusing to swallow They putting up lanes that I'm refusing to follow marching in lines that lead past tomorrow Bounce to the rhythm, I'm dodging the vision Of corporate division and mental prison a dark collision i told you in follow the vision my guess is you didnt listen clocks tick They ticking the boxes, we breaking the locks tell em to watch the girls think im hot want me on the spot And we throwing the rocks at the paradox Not me, I’m fuck the system, it's corrupt When the bass drops, watch the underground erupt Static in the attic, cinematic with the flow Automatic automatic when I hit 'em with the go Just listen, the mission is ripping the script They gripping the power 8 minutes short of the hour so we flipping the switch st-st-st-stylin No digital chains, we rerouting the mainframe Leaving 'em frozen inside of their own game we the chosen they be st-st-st-stupid eating cookies out their own ass dont forget suckas I heart turtles heart turtles i heart t-k-t-k-hot-k-t-k-turtles motha sucka st-st-st-styles st-st-still
