Odder Moniker - Enigmatic Rhyme Blues Lyrics

Laying in the bed with a
Beat in my head
Beating my head
Loud sounds pounding
I'd rather write instead
I'd rather not be in bed
Shruggin' off strangers with that
Beat in my head
Keeping me deaf
Death
Ill
Skills better left unsaid
Unmentioned til
It hits ya and dents ya
It's unrelenting
I'm presenting a fine-tuned high dude
Stress-free enigmatic rhyme blues
I'm coming for your place in Hell
I deserve a Title Belt
Ba Da Da Da
I ain't hearing you
No matter how loud you yell
How hard you fell
What you made yourself
I need help
My brain is being bashed in
Beat in
Bleeding all over your feet and the concrete
Meet your match
Meet your maker
Eat the past
Use a salt shaker
Leaving a lasting impression
For them to feast on later
Aren't you glad you're free
Aren't you sick of everyone claiming some identity
Ba Da Da Da Doh
Get behind the mule in me
I don't like to be used
Unless you use the tool in me
Eat a freezer pop
So you can see the cool in me
Icy
Nice
Jack the Ripper
Mack the Knife
Deep like there's a pool in me
Too much garrulity
So I have to write
Trunk full of notebooks and it ain't light
Is the outcome important
Or just the fight
I'll scream til I'm dead
Even if what I sing don't make sense
Like this
Ba Da Da Da Doh
You can be a pro
You can be a bro
You can be a lady or a tramp
I'm steady posing as the Intercontinental Champ

Laying in the bed with a
Beat in my head
Beating my head
Loud sounds pounding
I'd rather write instead
I'd rather not be in bed
Shruggin' off strangers with that
Beat in my head
Keeping me deaf
Death
Ill
Skills better left unsaid
Unmentioned til
It hits ya and dents ya
It's unrelenting
I'm presenting a fine-tuned high dude
Stress-free enigmatic rhyme blues
I'm coming for your place in Hell
I deserve a Title Belt
Ba Da Da Da
I ain't hearing you
No matter how loud you yell
How hard you fell
What you made yourself
I need help
My brain is being bashed in
Beat in
Bleeding all over your feet and the concrete
Meet your match
Meet your maker
Eat the past
Use a salt shaker
Leaving a lasting impression
For them to feast on later
Aren't you glad you're free
Aren't you sick of everyone claiming some identity
Ba Da Da Da Doh
Get behind the mule in me
I don't like to be used
Unless you use the tool in me
Eat a freezer pop
So you can see the cool in me
Icy
Nice
Jack the Ripper
Mack the Knife
Deep like there's a pool in me
Too much garrulity
So I have to write
Trunk full of notebooks and it ain't light
Is the outcome important
Or just the fight
I'll scream til I'm dead
Even if what I sing don't make sense
Like this
Ba Da Da Da Doh
You can be a pro
You can be a bro
You can be a lady or a tramp
I'm steady posing as the Intercontinental Champ