This is probably some of the weirdest of Hip-Hop you'll come across in this fandom...

Check out the rest of the Severe Instinct EP!

http://lavalectrode.bandcamp.com/album/severe-instinct-ep
^ Get the track on Bandcamp ^

Get the instrumental(s): http://lavalectrode.bandcamp.com/album/severe-instinct-ep-instrumentals

Check out more of Nexgen: https://www.youtube.com/user/RealNexgenConsole

Want some electronic? Sure you do, check out Vinyl.rawr: https://www.youtube.com/user/OfficialxDemonStorm

"Yay nigga" Fluttershy vocal sample recorded by Lexi

Cover art: http://lavalectrode.deviantart.com/art/Severe-Instinct-cover-458949409?q=gallery%3ALavaLectrode%2F48969356&qo=3

Have some lyrics:

Can't control myself, it's like my instinct takin' over
Was outta my mind in my drunken mind state, but instantly I'm sober
And i think as i move closer, "i'm rid of my composure!"
Felt like kind of blind, a concussion mind rape, eventually pulled over

I'm kind of a silencer, blindin' my sound as i, Find myself try not to hide what i got
Please be so kind as to keep me behind cover, finally sided to violence for what?
I'm balanced and talented, challenges can't tell I'm, travelling faster than cast spells, I'm not
Apparently valid, I'm couraged and cowardly, having me gagging up outta my plot

I hurl on pony music, i verbally abuse it
Brain surgeons can accuse me for the curtain part I'm losin'
The churches can't excuse it, i'd sure be executed
I'm flirting death, I'm loony, I'm real, but yet cartoony

From studio shooting, intruding your room and then brutally screw up your shooters
Hah, How rude of me, should i be rooting for you or the
Useful and truthful bazooka to suit with my rootie to toodie to pointy to shooty
Rockets on over droppin' bombs, shotgun slow down my hoppin' rhymes

Can't be stopped,
Can't beat me,
Can't be topped,
Can't cheat me

Needle from the stack, you're about to hit the hay,
From a haymaker, playmaker, bring no wits to play,
Corrosive fuck, like lemonade in your evergreen,
Explosive drunk, like a grenade made with grenadine,

I'm total beserking I'm creeping and lurking,
I'm mafia murking and burn what I know,
I'm spotty at best and topping the rest,
Go shotty to chest, take one to the soul,

No I'm not feeding I'm only defeating,
You'd be better be eating what's put in the bowl,
Kicking some ass, I'm cutting the grass,
The edge of the blade, you're about to get mowed,

I warped through space and time, I've torn through state of minds,
My sixth sense has been bent so now I'm in my prime,
My frontal lobes are mapped, controlled and probed and trapped,
I grieve these knees in rages, I leave these g's in cages,

I'm doper than most, when I spit know I boast,
Spiking and roast, wait, what?
Random at best, can't handle the test,
Leaving you all dismantled and messed,

No you're not in this, come back on givens, I'm mad at the pinnance, and a good riddance,
Copycat and bear witness, I clearly mimicked Sigvess.

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