Lyrics Still Matter - FNX

Out of my mind, I am every bit a multiple personality

I’m tryna follow myself right now on Twitter (Yeah)

Graduated high school from the third grade

'Cause I finished with perfect comprehension

Nine years of education in nine days

Amazing, it’s critical

Scared that Paula Patton’s trapped in a bathroom

Watching Robin Thicke videos (What?)

My face looked to form when I perform in a blood lake

'Til I pass out like a Cee-lo Green chloroform date

Half man apart, half old dog

Lorenz Tate stay higher than a christian-mingle-dot-com divorce rate

I’m Doctor Mengele in Auschwitz doing Christmas damage

I’m sick and I’m damaged, illest snake on this particular planet

Last Supper, Knights Templar, the home of the Mystic Grail

Demonic superhero, I could make a Christian Bale (That's Crazy)

I will not tolerate any unjust violation

I’m ill-tempered and I may attack and dismember without provocation (Get 'em)

I’m an ape that should be locked away

A sick fuck trying to coerce a verse, a nurse

So let me be the first one to fornicate (That's insane)

I’m great 'til I murder you unintentionally

Drug-tolerance high, I could use crystal meth recreationally

Lyrics die without my involvement

There’s two type of M.C.'s: ones who listen to Chino and the ones that lie

about it (Yeah)

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

The 9th wonder of the world built by real rapper

Look, the syllable son is holding 'em like the sun exploded

When I spit, birds flyin' into windows 'cause I’m an omen (Woo)

Living legacy I’m like a bowman

Who probably shoot at you while riding atop of Pegasus

I’m a showman (Phoenix)

Murder opponents, takin' they dome and crushin' it as a bonus (Yeah)

Hang on my throne, a lyrical show, and puttin' it where the throne is

Crucify your family like the Romans

The’ll punch you out with bare knuckles so hard that I created stones (Phoenix)

Family, I been gone, me and the boys are pinged on

(Woo)

rap will leave you N-bombed

Fusin' atomic nuclei, hit like a hydrogen bomb (Ahh)

Please tell me which team on it

I talk to a burning bush just to pour kerosene on it (Yeah)

A mega, infra-red beam on it

Then take a flight to the sun so I can rain gasoline on it (Phoenix)

This a killer beast morn, I’m like a Lycan 'cause I don’t need a full moon for

my beast form

Lyrically, I’ll make your priest mourn

By setting the entire plate on fire so I can keep warm (Woo)

Rap super-villain, so you got a right to fear me

Mace saints on your soul, if you wanna siphon any

Beat trash MC’s 'til their gray matter shows

Or kick them off the screen, just like battle foes

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

Lyrics still matter (Chino XL)

The 9th wonder of the world built by real rapper

7 billion created from one cell

Viva la vida in your heaven or your hell

As we unfold the untold tales behind the bell

Giant crystal pillars corked outta the vertebrae of the great lizard

The wizard of witness has no limit

A simple man constipated with evil yet every day

I keep it at bay, surrounded by incontinent people

I create hip-hop standards, full linguistic mechanics

I land as I stand, consistent my canvas, then promise language

Catatonic cannabis, I’m a tyrannosaurus who cut my teeth on granite

Gnawing the planet

Cold fire freezes the deep-voice demon breathing helium

Close encounter ingredient with no medium

Blood is a funky cologne with the viscosity of spongy bone

A hive mined inside honeycomb

Cake rocks hologram play the keys of sorrow man

If lyrics don’t matter, what you rhyming for, fam?

Behave your biometrics fade, recognition medics, re-edit, kinetic,

hermetics with human aesthetics

A frankenstein false flag, experiment gone bad

A lobster-boy jerkin' off with his claw hand

The pinball machine sound effects singing songs to ward off war

With epithets of prince penthol

Breakdance, beat box, my date will not

I swear lyrics still matter is the keys to the lock

(Heretic, heretic)

Hematoma hemorrhage, triple envelopment

They locked outside a tenement, never let 'em in

I’m awful comic, demonic, ultrasonic, could be bionic

Way above your pay grade, just bein' honest

You mutherfuckin' right my lyrics still matter

It’s the greatest citadel ever built by a rapper