Every time I look in that tank…

he’s starin’ back…

schemin’… plottin’… sharpenin’ claws…

(…pssshh… don’t sleep…)

Got a bearded dragon sittin’ in his sand,

(lookin’ at me sideways, claws in the plan)

But the way he watchin’ me, got murder in his plan.

Scattering pebbles, diggin’ like a thief,

(tail thump—warning sign, bring the grief)

Eyes lock mine like “You in the wrong,”

(you fucked up, bro)

Little lizard mafia singin’ his death song.

Hide the crickets, stashin’ rocks, he don’t play,

(thought it was décor? nah, plot every day)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, HE SCHEMIN’ ON ME!

(eyes don’t blink, nah, they lock and freeze)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, IT’S CLEAR AS CAN BE!

(soon as I sleep—dragon creepin’ on me)

He scratchin’ on the glass like code on a wall,

(tap tap tap—kill list, y’all)

Every mark a tally, countdown to brawl.

Tail whip practice when he think I ain’t lookin’,

(hear that whoosh? man, reptile cookin’)

Tank ain’t décor—it’s a crime scene set,

(fake log—cover up, don’t forget)

Shoulda known when I bought him, he gave that grin,

(hiss hiss hiss—death scales on skin)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, HE SCHEMIN’ ON ME!

(flick that tongue, it’s a warning, see?)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, IT’S CLEAR AS CAN BE!

(cold-blooded killer in 4K HD)

“Yo Vash… you awake?

…good. Stay that way.”

(…don’t close your eyes, bitch…)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, HE SCHEMIN’ ON ME!

(no cricket snack, man, he hungry for V!)

MY LIZARD’S PLOTTIN’, IT’S CLEAR AS CAN BE!

(he ain’t no pet—he a reptile O.G.!)

“When you close your eyes…

I strike.”

(…ssshhhhhh…)