I landscape madness on plantation A brief notation, to link quotations Manuscript of a crypt, transcripts a screen I narrate the broke scream You fiend like a dope fiend, ’cause I’m in between your Blood stream and mean like Idi Amin Pick up the feather and ink, I plan and think ‘Cause my mentality can make man extinct The drums attack me, drumsticks ask me To direct my dialect, so it’s exactly Synchronized, I’m a open your eyes And shake your eyelids so you’re now surprised Nasty Nas conducts a raw note My vocal chords can repel a sore throat My domain is like Dracula’s castle Rhyme’s are psychic, brain cells I hassle I provoke your instinct not to think Enter your brain and drain, till your mind is blank My microphone… is on And that’s my word is bond!