Outrageous by The Shinobi of Chernobyl Lyrics
I gave into the temptation of a minx
Her radiant hair turned my eyes into chinks
I ask you, "Don't you see the way that she blinks?
Any contact with her will make you fall in her jinx."
{She} had the body of a jogger, wearing clothes from Roxy
Who is she? A foxy girl with moxie
{I} spent my advance on her, cruising in a boat on the Rio
Gave her a Jetta, let her star in my video
{I} made the mistake of unsheathing my katana
Thinking her Shangri-la was gonna take me to nirvana
{I} thought marriage was our destination
'Til it was revealed she was part of a corrupted nation
Somalian-hearted, claiming she was one of the bitches of badness
We clashed for hours on a midsummer night's madness
I was sick of the mind games, as she was told
Love is more important than glitter and gold
Since she decided to be the diva performer
I got something I like to call the Stingers of Stormer
They were two pistols I bought from Kimber
I had a hard time shooting since she was limber
One more flash was all it took. She saw the starlight
As the shell pierced her heart. The guns screamed "Goodnight!"
She went into eternal slumber. No kiss could wake her
No one nearby heard the internal thunder. I was her undertaker
She was cremated and thrown in a wishing well
I was in a temporary rapture; no longer binded by her spell
No one cared for her but me; so luckily, no investigation occurred
But my sensation got blurred
Unknown forces prevented my happy endings
As I crossed into a nightmare bound to tear all of my tendons
I was kidnapped by a brood of hooded men
They stripped me, tied me up, and stabbed my eyes with a pen
My eyes could no longer detect the light
I was dumped on a fuzzy ground. I couldn't put up a fight
I got rattled by multiple legs and knuckles
All around me, I could hear menacing chuckles
I'm wondering what could I have done to deserve this
Was it blessing the world with numerous curses
Or was it because I made the ultimate purchase:
Refusing to sell my soul in exchange
For my happiness. The irony made me deranged
I spent my life becoming the Messiah
I was a pariah since I didn't wanna be a Raya.
It would be an understatement if I said my body was aching
The pain was unimaginable. I felt my bones breaking
From my nose, I was tickled by dripping warm syrup.
Suddenly, light appeared, and I heard Lady Luck say, "Cheer up
Show's over." It was revealed I only had a bad dream
I couldn't believe it, as it was such a lucid stream
Back to back moments like this tainted my psychology
Like Houdini, I escaped the Festival of Mythology
Although I was glad I really committed no crime
Today, I still had to get ready for showtime
I ate, got dressed, then left my hotel suite
The trip wasn't sweet when I got my car on the street
"Outta My Way," I yelled as I almost got into road rage
I got to the venue, then I rushed to the stage
This is when the past becomes the present
I grab the mic and I can feel the tension
Prescott A. Wentworth IIIs
Were about to riot because I was late. I hear words
Some chanting my name. Some are pissed
But I resist their hate and choose to persist
I calm them down, then tell the DJ to drop this exact instrumental
So I can give the crowd something fundamental
Witness the quotes from the Oracle
Also known as the PlayStation Portable
Vita. I watch you marvel at my production
Which consists of a rhythmic discussion backed by ill percussion
The melody has a hint of pizzazz
The harmonic tunes are of an esoteric class
The synergy of these elements create a polyamorous romance
With the intent to make your neurons dance
I witnessed the day the music died
Rappers relied on autotune and had gangsta pride
I'm a fast learner. I knew what not to do
Unfortunately, no one else got the message, so society split in two
Me vs Everybody. I'm a Yankee with a God complex
I started changing what happened next
I oversaw the doom with Astral projection
Then, I started planning the resurrection
No one was willing to solve the problem, so I took the initiative
And decided to kill the derivative
If you want change, you must believe in yourself
And fight for your cause with little to no help
Battling the status quo is a polarizing risk
The mist covers the scenes of capsizing ships
I got my eye on you. I'm rich in attention
I was buried alive. I broke out with the ascension
I've looked for someone who can fill this void
Left by circumstances that had a boy destroyed
Holograms crowded me until I was able to see
That the only one who can fill the void was me
Cowards in the world: I'm not one of them
The show goes on as this outrageous misfit spits a Jem
Her radiant hair turned my eyes into chinks
I ask you, "Don't you see the way that she blinks?
Any contact with her will make you fall in her jinx."
{She} had the body of a jogger, wearing clothes from Roxy
Who is she? A foxy girl with moxie
{I} spent my advance on her, cruising in a boat on the Rio
Gave her a Jetta, let her star in my video
{I} made the mistake of unsheathing my katana
Thinking her Shangri-la was gonna take me to nirvana
{I} thought marriage was our destination
'Til it was revealed she was part of a corrupted nation
Somalian-hearted, claiming she was one of the bitches of badness
We clashed for hours on a midsummer night's madness
I was sick of the mind games, as she was told
Love is more important than glitter and gold
Since she decided to be the diva performer
I got something I like to call the Stingers of Stormer
They were two pistols I bought from Kimber
I had a hard time shooting since she was limber
One more flash was all it took. She saw the starlight
As the shell pierced her heart. The guns screamed "Goodnight!"
She went into eternal slumber. No kiss could wake her
No one nearby heard the internal thunder. I was her undertaker
She was cremated and thrown in a wishing well
I was in a temporary rapture; no longer binded by her spell
No one cared for her but me; so luckily, no investigation occurred
But my sensation got blurred
Unknown forces prevented my happy endings
As I crossed into a nightmare bound to tear all of my tendons
I was kidnapped by a brood of hooded men
They stripped me, tied me up, and stabbed my eyes with a pen
My eyes could no longer detect the light
I was dumped on a fuzzy ground. I couldn't put up a fight
I got rattled by multiple legs and knuckles
All around me, I could hear menacing chuckles
I'm wondering what could I have done to deserve this
Was it blessing the world with numerous curses
Or was it because I made the ultimate purchase:
Refusing to sell my soul in exchange
For my happiness. The irony made me deranged
I spent my life becoming the Messiah
I was a pariah since I didn't wanna be a Raya.
It would be an understatement if I said my body was aching
The pain was unimaginable. I felt my bones breaking
From my nose, I was tickled by dripping warm syrup.
Suddenly, light appeared, and I heard Lady Luck say, "Cheer up
Show's over." It was revealed I only had a bad dream
I couldn't believe it, as it was such a lucid stream
Back to back moments like this tainted my psychology
Like Houdini, I escaped the Festival of Mythology
Although I was glad I really committed no crime
Today, I still had to get ready for showtime
I ate, got dressed, then left my hotel suite
The trip wasn't sweet when I got my car on the street
"Outta My Way," I yelled as I almost got into road rage
I got to the venue, then I rushed to the stage
This is when the past becomes the present
I grab the mic and I can feel the tension
Prescott A. Wentworth IIIs
Were about to riot because I was late. I hear words
Some chanting my name. Some are pissed
But I resist their hate and choose to persist
I calm them down, then tell the DJ to drop this exact instrumental
So I can give the crowd something fundamental
Witness the quotes from the Oracle
Also known as the PlayStation Portable
Vita. I watch you marvel at my production
Which consists of a rhythmic discussion backed by ill percussion
The melody has a hint of pizzazz
The harmonic tunes are of an esoteric class
The synergy of these elements create a polyamorous romance
With the intent to make your neurons dance
I witnessed the day the music died
Rappers relied on autotune and had gangsta pride
I'm a fast learner. I knew what not to do
Unfortunately, no one else got the message, so society split in two
Me vs Everybody. I'm a Yankee with a God complex
I started changing what happened next
I oversaw the doom with Astral projection
Then, I started planning the resurrection
No one was willing to solve the problem, so I took the initiative
And decided to kill the derivative
If you want change, you must believe in yourself
And fight for your cause with little to no help
Battling the status quo is a polarizing risk
The mist covers the scenes of capsizing ships
I got my eye on you. I'm rich in attention
I was buried alive. I broke out with the ascension
I've looked for someone who can fill this void
Left by circumstances that had a boy destroyed
Holograms crowded me until I was able to see
That the only one who can fill the void was me
Cowards in the world: I'm not one of them
The show goes on as this outrageous misfit spits a Jem