[Verse 1: Sixth Sense]
Sixth Sense, you can’t stop me, I’m deadly like the Everfree
Forrest, or Cloudsdale Academy in Equestria after dark, you see
M-O-M says “he’s haunting me”, yeah, I am and I will not let go
He begs me please, I laugh at him, knock his ass out, and calmly say no
I’m killing the flow, I’m doper from the mouth than a gram of Mary Joe
Wanna, wanna, wanna spit another verse like it’s my time to go
But I’m not leaving when I have the control, bitch, I bash yo skull
Banging so hard on your subs that I’ll make you collateral
So watch what you say about this devil inside the head of another
Rapper entirely, we share the same body but not the same mother

[Hook: Sixth Sense]
I am the monster inside of your head
I am the one who makes you feel dead
But I also make you feel alive, tehe
I’m the reason you’re separated, apostrophe
I am the private enemy number one
I am the eclipse blocking out the sun
I am the vices you tangle with every single night
So let me ask you this, man, why do you even fight?

[Verse 2: Sixth Sense]
I’m sicker than the fuckin’ swine flu, just call me ebola
Actually, you can’t call me nothin’, I clear my throat, Ricola
Yeah, I knocked the screws loose inside this head of ours
And I’m the one with the millions upon millions of battle scars
Mine may be mental, but metaphysical is my psychiatry
I’m sick, did you not get the noose? Time for your lobotomy
Everyone around me thinks I’m a fuckin’ nutcase, oh damn
Well, I guess it’s true, my thoughts are unheard of like Spam
I’m a psychotic figment of Mind’s imagination and I am proud
I’m not letting anything in, my sign says more than no dogs allowed
I’m a psychopath killer, so you had better step off it
Before I get my whole crew to come up and straight stomp you, bitch
This verse is finally over, and I gotta let the beat hook
But I’ve said enough for now, I left your fuckin’ mind shook
So this is Six signing off upon your verbal ass whoopin’
His screams are so damn loud it’s like a crowd whoopin’

[Hook: Sixth Sense]
I am the monster inside of your head
I am the one who makes you feel dead
But I also make you feel alive, tehe
I’m the reason you’re separated, apostrophe
I am the private enemy number one
I am the eclipse blocking out the sun
I am the vices you tangle with every single night
So let me ask you this, man, why do you even fight?

[Verse 3: Sixth Sense]
You can kill me, but you'll never release the spirit I embody
Because to you, I'm like an inexperienced killer, nobody
I'm bringing your head a severance package so brutal
And when I'm done, I'll just go back inside, business as usual
Master of slayin' the rhyme, one at a time, hell's gates are open
And I'm the gatekeeper, all of you are welcome, come on in
I'm complicated as Mahjong, and hard to handle as Yahtzee
And I know for sure nobody in this game could ever top me

[Verse 4: Mind Over Matter]
Jesus, I'm tootin' my own horn now, what has it come to?
Where the hell am I? Why is this mic here, was it you?
Six, I swear to god, you're gonna ruin my whole way of life
Though I gotta admit, your wit is sharper than a knife
I'm a good lyricist, but you blow it out of the water
You're so hot on the mic it's like your mouth is a solder
You don't care what people think, and I'm starting to accept you
Maybe it's time I make these two become one, yeah, that's what I'll do