Verse 1 (A.L. Laureate)
Let me mix your neurons
Fingerprint your mind to get a clue on
Digested the moment you get your chew on
So before you think hip hop is soon gone
I'm a pause and repeat to show that you’ve been proved wrong//
I carefully insert words into your cerebellum
Flexing lyrics when I write
The difference is what you like
You bump these beats and drown my life rhymes
It’s okay cause it’s your subconscious that I strike//
I’m vivid but hidden
Like Nicholson in the shining
Dwelling amongst the Unforgiven
It’s sad to say but if you ask I’ll say
Gifted and brilliant but i conceal it with masking tape as a masquerade//
Let your ears breathe for a second
Use the sound of my voice as an infinite remembrance
Of the time I grabbed your mind and let it unwind
Resulting in a rapper you ain't heard in a long time//

Verse 2 (Cayoz Da Beast)
Yo, I be that picture painter slash mind stimulator
Lyrics so precise, it’s fact that I exceed simulators
Noise orchestrator, garbage emcee ventilator
When I tantalize minds straight up with no chasers//
My design is that of plain energy
My songs contact with listeners like brain synergy
Allowing you to walk in the shoes of a troubled entity
And see why everyone saying that I got the remedy//
I, scramble brainwaves like a vortex
When my words slam against your cerebral cortex
Wrap around your brain lobes like a corset
Cause I excite even more than your favorite porn set//
Let me put it into plain tense
I pen thoughts known to massage your brain stems
And when it comes to mind control, I ain’t cordial
I break into your mind bank and write nightmares just for you//

Verse 3 (Praverb the Wyse)
Rhymes designed in the mind, the left hemisphere
Get the engineer to make sure that I'm spitting clear
You grip your ears vibing
No need for the silence
Battle me, you scared knowing that fear guides it//
Not a local teen who just approached the scene
Warn them, I'm record with too much dopamine
Lacking thoughts and feelings, reveal your future
Delay relayed response controlling your medulla//
It's P, you have no clue who you flowing with
We BrainStormers while y'all possess a lower wit
These powers make us abusive, elusive
Stop your movement, by ripping out your motor strip//
Verses organized by the frontal lobe, come to shows
See a vet rock the mic, the comfort grows
These rhymes are cancerous, you can't challenge this
Or answer quick, with a detached hypothalamus//