My acid saliva is dense enough to burn ya ocular/
My sneezes become fire, attach you to the spun tires/
And ride up the steep side of mount nicaragua/
And suicide dive you and driver into the volcanic lava/
Synik is the only supersonic nuclear dropping survivor/
Drinking radiation aqua through I.V. tube from a deceased doctor/
My phosodic vocal prompters explode infron the moniters/
As you try to record the lyrical opera I place upon ya/
No microphone feedback and indeed fact I'll break the cord shortage up/
I'll leave vacancys on ya mic with ya stage boarded up/
