the beast i worship

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I don't really look up to anybody, um I guess I have some— some favorite musicians that I like a lot Uh, but I don't emulate anybody Face plant, napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller, nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't— Face plant, napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller, nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't— Face plant, napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller, nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't know Face plant, napalm fire starters (Your free will has been taken and you don't know) Face plant, napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller, nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't— Face plant, napalm fire starters Flatlander, plug puller, nose dive turbulence chartered You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't know (Ooh) (Blo) Blo, ooh Blo, ooh Blo, ooh (Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, oh, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, oh) (Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, oh, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, oh no) Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Oh no Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Hot head, oh no They panic like, "Grab the microphone, he's 'bout to—" Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Oh no Blo, blo, blo Hot head, oh no They panic like, "Grab the microphone, he's 'bout to—" Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Blo, ooh Who want a brand new complex? Now on, I'll call you, go fetch Self-inflicted What'd you tell them? I just told 'em hell's existence But you know me, don't nobody know my business Get used to fetch, I'll shoot, you catch I snap, you come, I don't call you back Act natural, my style attack Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Oh no Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Hot head, oh no Clip a hundred doves like a bald head rasta Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo Oh no Blo, blo, blo Hot head, oh no Clip a hundred doves like a bald head rasta Blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo I don't really look up to anybody, um I guess I have some— some favorite musicians that I like a lot Uh, but I don't emulate anybody I'm not that fascinated by, uh, human achievements I find some things, uh, like, uh Of course, I like Jimi Hendrix, of course Uh, there are others, but I'm not really into naming 'em off That seems boring Ta— -kyon Ta— -kyon Ta— -kyon Ta— -kyon Ta-ta— -kyon (Ta— k-k-k-k-yon) -Kyon, ta-ta— Triple six, five, forked tongue Subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull How I shot it on one, takin' it back to the days of tryna lose control (Tak—) Swervin' in a blaze of fire, raisin' through my bones Oh, shit, I'm feelin' it, Takyon Hell, yeah, fuck, yeah, I feel like killin' it, Takyon Alright, that's tight, what it's like to experience Takyon Out of the blue, into the bag D.O.E. comin' through like, "Fuck, what was that?" (Ta—) Man, I don't know, but it made me feel so heated How we creep without showin' you jack Shit from below, give a shit if you know 'Cause even if you did, bet you'd keep comin' back Back for more, need it, man, you're addicted to the heat We make beats catch Beat it 'til it bleeds to death, each track Epileptic seize every head we crack Like EPMD, snappin' necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map (-Kyon, -kyon) Oh, shit, I'm feelin' it, Takyon Hell, yeah, fuck, yeah, I feel like peelin' it, Takyon Alright, that's tight, what it's like to experience Takyon It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes guillotine It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes Yuh When they tell you, "You must make it" And you think "Hell no" Got a bad feeling, and can't shake it Hits so low When they tell you, "You must make it" And you think "Hell no" Got a bad feeling, and can't shake it Hits so low When they tell you, "You must make it" And you think "Hell no" Got a bad feeling, and can't shake it Hits so low When they tell you, "You must make it" And you think "Hell no" Got a bad feeling, and can't shake it Hits so low I don't really look up to anybody, um I guess I have some— some favorite musicians that I like a lot Uh, but I don't emulate anybody I'm not that fascinated by, uh, human achievements I find some things, uh, like, uh Of course, I like Jimi Hendrix, of course Uh, there are others, but I'm not really into naming 'em off That seems boring But I'm not really that inspired by, uh At one point in my life I was more inspired by people But as I've grown more, humans aren't really my I don't really look to that for inspiration that much anymore I look more inside, just to myself and what goes on in there Internal- internal struggle, internal shit like that Look inside more than outside, I'm not into really— Let's say I'm just in a state, when I'm up there and— and what I do when I'm up there is just what I do when I'm up there I'm not putting that much thought into it, you know I think that would make it contrived