Words in a Blender x I Don’t Know Where This Is Going (mashup)

[singer A] Yo... give me another beat. Nah, keep this one. Look, I was gonna say I'm probably the illest alive, then looked in the mirror like, "Dude, don't lie." Whatever. Check it. [transition] [singer A] You think I'm crazy? You ain't seen shit yet, give me another beat, I ain't even pissed yet. Words in a blender, brain on a glitch set, next MC walking in? Tell him he's next. [transition] [singer B] Yo Check it Look [Rapped] I'm the sickest, the illest, the still-twitchin' villain on the pill list Grab the mic like a butter knife, now it's a shank, next man gettin' fillet'd You think I'm crazy? You haven't seen a damn thing yet I took a stapler off the desk, cocked it, now it's a riot, I'm staplin' necks I'm Tesla mixed with Elvis mixed with a wrecked MRI patient I shouldn't say this... actually, fuck it—I'm the ward's new entertainment Wait—nah I was 'bout to—look, I don't even know where I'm goin' with this Just bragged I'm a genius then I clown myself: "genius at bein' a mess" DJ, give me another beat before the whole thought collapses I'ma lyrically flatten the next MC, leave his catalog in ashes Brain's a warped hard drive, fried, glitched, unstable, skippin' Doc said two pills—I took a fistful, now the room is tiltin' I say "syringe" like "suh-RINJ" just to force the sting in the line Chain 'em: Brad Pitt, Will Smith, still sick, Bill Clinton, pill-spittin' Your name's Mark? Cool—I'm markin' you out the cipher, permanent Exaggeratin' till I'm so hot the booth melts into a puddle of furniture [transition] [singer B] Automatic, traumatic, mathematic, erratic, dramatic, fanatic Serious: this game is dyin'—then I ruin it: "like my last three habits" Wait, hold on— sinnin', grinnin', winnin', beginnin', spinnin', unsinnin' the sentence Orange? Door-hinge. More cringe. Poor fringe. Floor-singe. I'm still in it "Boo-boo" sittin' next to "pharmaceutical residual, residual criminal" Threats, then jokes, then "why is the thermostat on tropical?" Lyrical miracle, empirical, satirical, cynical, subliminal "Subliminal"—twist it: nah I'm just a kid with a criminal mind, minimal Wait I said minimal twice—fine, that's the punch, keep it subliminal Hristo in the back, DJ scratch that, room packed, lights actin' criminal Finish the chain with: and that's why the vending machine's lasagna is tragic [transition] [singer A] You think I'm crazy? You ain't seen shit yet, give me another beat, I ain't even pissed yet. Words in a blender, brain on a glitch set, next MC walking in? Tell him he's next. [transition] [singer B] Aight Look Check it New chain, same wreck You wanted sick? You got the whole prescription