Pumpkinhead - Picture That Intro lyrics

[Intro: Pumpkinhead] Yeah. This the intro. Gyphted, hit ‘em! [Verse: Pumpkinhead] I'mma test the waters with a new style And keep my integrity—just let me know if I go too wild Like Busta Rhymes, I'm unappreciated Destined for greatness and being called a legend a bunch of times But my rhymes don't equate to dimes And somewhere down the line In your mind, you got sidetracked So in hindsight, I take my time If you press rewind, you'll find Messages in my rhyme to free your minds Yeah, that's where I'm at Picture that clique? Nah, don't picture this sh** ‘cause his sh** fraudulent Try to play me out like an accordion So according to hood rules I'm ______ on this fool like doors on a DeLorean I won't say names ‘cause that'll give you fame And you don't deserve to be at the podium Like this valedictorian (that's me) Chun-Li vs. Scorpion Like Capcom, get capped on in front of your home audience This ain't about hate or even being a bully It's about handshakes, a man's word, and you fooled me (liar) You got your story and I got mine And those who choose to believe you will find that in good times You can't buy your way to amnesty You're not an element—you represent a devil's mentality A wolf in sheep's clothes, a snake in Eve's hair P's here all the time and you appear every leap year You can't picture this, so picture that Can't picture this, so picture that I picture that, don't picture this ‘Cause his sh** fraudulent They say that I'm the one son from the third rock from the Sun To sum it up: I've got fire in my lungs I bring a light to the slums while you bums still selling jumbs k**ing the hood one by one (grow up) Have you no heart? Like the Tin Man? I'm fly with a twenty-by-five wingspan I'm worth more than ten grand I'm the king, man—the underground's wingman I rep because failure is not an option I son you kids like adoption Never k**ed no one with a gun, but I got one I shot one. A shotgun Gift to drop drums I'm on it, like a hi-hat over a dry track Like a drought, I Charge like credit cards when I Max out, 3-D visual Violence, I silence the individuals No-time offenders, liars Habitual science-fiction criminals That wallow in the mire Your girl's my fan She likes to swallow me entire-ly When I emcee independently That means I am free I shine so vibrantly, come on [Outro: Pumpkinhead] Welcome to Picture That: The Negative…