Frostbite Remix

It's Traumatik, Wake Up EP

2012

I'll smoke K2 Cheese, and Lemons forever

I'm deep like Terence McKenna (wake up)

I wanna take psilocybin mushrooms

I'll never touch heroine, ever (never)

Please don't piss me off

Cause when I see red, I'm beheading a bredda (brudda)

You're wrecking the clever, stick weapon-to-sweater

Can't catch me, cause you've never been better

And I might kill him to death

I call my violent lyrics, tourettes

I don't wanna be vicious or evil

I wanna be peaceful, and live in Thabet

I've got a sick intellect

I think fast, like a quick internet

It's a fucked up world I was born in

Please don't give in to debt

I'm spiritual, not religious

I get lyrical, cause I'm ambitious

I get paranoid, and suspicious

Cause my cannabis tastes so delicious

When I've got no grade, I feel vicious

I turn evil, angry, malicious

Cause when my supply runs dry

I'll open up head tops, using scissors

I'm causing floods and hurricanes

Tornadoes, tsunamis, and blizzards

I'll use alchemy just like wizards

And shape shifting reptilian lizards

Our government, wanna kill us

They wanna drag us down, and then kick us

Won't trip up, I don't slip up

Please don't piss me off like hiccups

I write lyrics so neat and organized

Traumatik, I leave them traumatized

I cause damage, and leave them mortified

Then I'll vanish, like when mortar dries

Don't piss me off, I'll slaughter guys

Most times and leave em sorta nice

Fuck booze and coke, there's more to life

Disperse evil, using an Organite

Magic, stand down, watch it's Trauma time

MC's don't cross my border line

You're not grimy fam, I'm more sublime

I'm big, you're small like a porcupine

Piss me off and it's torture time

Fuck it, everyone's born to die

When I cause a fight, with a sword or knife

I just leave MC's, in the morgue tonight

This world works in spiteful ways

People die when the rifle sprays

The bible says in the final days

There's earthquakes and big tidal waves

But don't worry, your soul is immortal

I get deep like I'm holding a snorkel

Religion is awful, nobodies thoughtful

Your Pineal Gland, is a hole in a portal

I should have been a Quantum Physicist

Instead, I'm a Conscious Lyricist

When I close my eyes and go to sleep

I see monstrous images

And I see mythical creatures

Shape-shifting their physical features

I show no spiritual weakness

Freedom of speech, it's typical deepness