Cerebro (feat. Busta Rhymes)

I'm a complicated, unbalanced guy
I think I'm never wrong, even though I know I'm wrong
I agree with the disagreement about always being at war
Like Arabia, like a dog with rabies, even if I don't want to, I bite

I remember that I don't remember that I contradicted myself
Like a vegan with boots made of pigskin
Sometimes crazy, sometimes sane, sometimes when I win, I lose
Sometimes my brain rhymes with the left hemisphere

When I build using logic I flow
Like weather catastrophes when I destroy
The world moves from my digestive system
Because I eat it as a snack every time I write

That's why my imagination makes a dormant volcano
That never erupted will be eruptive again
With my attention deficit I forget that your 'primitive'
I already killed him and I continue to kill him even though they are no longer alive

My brain has its wires crossed, my hypothalamus is rebelling
My behavior woke up with my neck cut, uncontrolled
The frontal lobe in charge of my judgment
I have him kidnapped, his feet and arms tied

That's why when I look at a circle I see four sides
I don't believe in violence, but when my brain triggers frequencies
I am a public hospital in emergency, I am a broken belt on a plane with turbulence
I put science to prayer when I rhyme with dementia

I lose my mind quickly like you lose your virginity in adolescence
I'm fried like a pie in the middle of a short circuit
Since I was little, I have been special, amoral, dynamite
Writing, I grew up committing crimes

I never take off like Ecuador
I am infinite because even if I am dead, I am surrounded by mosquitoes
When people sing my lyrics, I resurrect
I have a worm in my brain

Managing all the machinery
Who is composing mercenary rhymes
Without being paid she goes volunteering
Half bloodthirsty, half businesswoman
When he kills rappers in a literary way
That's why I make it to the funeral home
Your bank accounts are full

Since the beginning it's been presented from birth
And it's been cemented for what it's worth
That I'm mentally insane and cursed
And fucked up in the brain in the front and the back

[?] My little [?] there that makes me black
And I tried to tell 'em I'm equally sincere about this act
That can randomly get 'em pretzeled up and fucked up when I rap
And I'm randomly swellin' black and blue and beat 'em in their heads

'Til they have to be symptomatically assisted, body broke
Leave the rat shit and been tough misplaced and your face replace your [?] of waste
Sorry who's next off disgrace and you wasteful niggas' space
Ball your body, finna neck up, I'm special at makin' suckers suffer sick

Leavin' it messed up, be grateful if I'm merciful when I bounce
While hashtaggin' them bless up and step up the punishment when I spaz
And I dress up bloody fashion, stake me from these bars
And then layin' on a stretcher, call a doctor again

Think this nigga needs more than a check up
Call your father, your friend, or your mother
Better stop calling a press up
Start the conversation and we go and get another celebration

And I give it to the, to the, to the people, pp-people
And it doesn't matter what you thinkin', know I wanna make, I wanna brag
I wanna do, but then I make up when I act a little stupid
Got a nigga sellin' crack to all my music

Tell 'em money still ain't nothin' when I'm all on in the part
Until a nigga got hungry, stand up and now they wanna loose it
Seein' all this shit they beg and fuck me up, was off the [?] when a nigga comin'
[?] Always hit 'em with the bang and I got diamond

And I do it and I hit it, such a man, I'm sippin' a piña colada
Up in the Copacabana then I be makin' a lotta motherfuckers
Wanna hang up everything that they be doin'

'Cause they know that I'ma [?] every hood
And they be flockin', they be clubbin', keep it jumpin'
Until I'm seein' everybody just put their fuckin' hands up

My occipital lobe is bad
Hallucination is natural like mineral oil
Made from a fucking vegetable without artificial chemicals
A mentally ill person in commercial music

I am a criminal, with words I am lethal
In the international trap
Among the first five, AEIOU
I am fundamental and like a vowel

I manufacture ideas, on a global level
Without reading a manual
With this immoral, he takes everything personally
Because they are sensitive like glass even my worst rivals

Healed the wounds without taking him to a hospital
Because my verse has a lot of salt
I'm an abnormal, I don't know what's right and what's wrong
That's why I can cause World War IV

Many times in the plural and blood is spilled
It's like cerebral because I'm special and I fly inside a plane
[?] That has me dizzy spinning like a spiral
Because my subconscious has no beginning or end

That's why I don't distinguish what is a lie and what is real
And I lose my mind like a serial killer
From the medieval area along the central lane
My handwriting runs horizontally

Drunk like the worm in the mezcal bottle
He wants my funeral, but I'm immortal
Because when I shoot fire through the instrumental
I have a vital sign again, vital, vital