Lyrics Pyrex - Diabolic, DJ Gi Joe

Pyrex

As a kid my attitude was «you were born to die next»
Draw a firearm, so I sketched Human Torch’s biceps
Learn like everybody who endured the mindset
Selling coke was dumb we had Stupid Raw and Pyrex
Dying breed, it’s true, there’s four or five left
You’d puke before you try the food for thought I digest
I’d rep till pigs in uniforms could fly jets
Through hell freezing where I keep a unicorn as my pet
So I digress with battle plans so precise
They’ll impact the land to cause an avalanche of snow and ice
Brought a camera man to capture candid flows tonight
Trapping fans in the screen like Carol Anne in Poltergeist
Doesn’t matter fam, black or tan or token white
The average man from Pakistan, Dapper Dan or Dolomite
I’m the prototype, legendary predecessor
Fifteenth and seventh letter, OG, but I said it better
I grew up in cypher at a house party
Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me
«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»
It’s in my chromosomes to hold the throne
That’s why my name «buzz» like Kevin’s brother in Home Alone
I hope it’s known I hear voices when I write rhymes
Left side of my brain’s saying, «I ain’t in my right mind»
At nighttime, it’s stigmata the demon’s loose
And he will reproduce just mix vodka and sweet Vermouth
I be recruiting chicks hotter than steaming soup
To give a little head like witch doctors in Beetlejuice
I could reek a pooch in lockers being puked
Say hi, lost my job as a dishwasher and she seduced
I scheme for loot, my paid notes stayed broke
My click’s thinking it’s a sinking ship, I’m in the same boat
But it may float, so I’m a chill and smoke my weed
Getting baked, till I roll in bread with the doe I need
No one flows as cold as me son, I slow the speed
Of water molecules touring overseas and oceans freeze
I grew up in cypher at a house party
Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me
«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»
When I die, I’ll extend my lifetime like Ghost Dad
And teach my son how to write rhymes on my toe tag
He’ll probably live a life like mine and go mad
But on the bright side a light shines from his notepad
It’s so sad, no it’s not my fucking minds sick
When Chuck Norris does all that stuff he’s bumping my shit
The result aside from a couple sidekicks
I’m dude in Stand By Me, leeches stuck to my dick
Time shift to 9−6 I’ll be there trapped
With Air Max’s in a bear jacket in my care package
Underground, cos the major label scare tactics
Had me in the office 'bout to flip the bosses chair backwards
There you have it, my feelings in a nutshell
Fuck sales, say some real dope shit and puff L’s
Roll it up, light it up, a little bud fell
Now I’m hanging with the slut El I heard she sucks well
I grew up in cypher at a house party
Needle hits the record now let’s see who can outsmart me
«I'm here to school y’all, rip the microphone to shreds»