Lyrics
Only got ten seconds, I gotta score to win it... Tell em'...
That you can Leave it all to Poe and be sure of the quick finish...
Seems that this weed is like a key to my prison...
The difference? Ya'll take sh** s, but I don't give it...
Leave em' lifted, who say you can't kill with Diction?...
You want them sick writtens? Well, Demik is your pick then...
(Pre-Bar)My Mission(Pre-Bar), Catch the game and throw it like a pigskin...
Ball in my direction, I will stop it like a Ripken...
You See me flyin' high, you know that only physics...
F*** in' b*** es, I keep this sh** runnin' like my fridge is...
Gifted... Showin' no remorse...
Take a whore, and let the dick cover up her face, like a corpse...
Cuz' I am just an artist with the heart made of a Porsche...
So when Garbage rap dies, you can bet I'll hold the torch...
Blindfolded, thrown in for the sharks..
I made it back aboard, and now it's time to set my course...
- Chorus -
Yes he is the best, But they don't feel it yet...
And everytime I'm at the mic, I'm killin' it, no sweat...
I'll Rip them to shreds... Like Ed Scissorhands...
And Show them that my flow is like a .45 Wesson to their heads...
Today they cannot see me, tomorrow won't come freely...
Guarantee, one day in the future they'll pay to be me...
At the table feasting, While your rap game is sinking...
I'm thinking... A good ending to this, would be you bleeding...
Smoke breathing, Never conceding, this is me Freeing...
I will get them to a point where they hearts' not beating...
He is not a human being!, what are we seeing?
You see me help them turn that weak sh** into some hard rock sheeting...
And it's So easy for me to keep the heat rising...
The Pen Paralyzing, and I believe they started realizing...
That's right, see my Fame heightened as I'm reciting...
Remember, that you stand at Attention! as I'm arriving....
These Sentences, Multiplying, they never dividing...
Steed Wild'n, I am the Knight in Golden Armor, Shining!...
I am Ali When He's fighting... A Pilot while he's Flying...
Immortal, Never dying, And If you think I'm lying, try me...
- Chorus -
Yes he is the best, but they don't feel it yet...
And everytime I'm at the mic, I'm killin' it, no sweat...
I'll Rip them to shreds... Like Ed Scissorhands...
And Show them that my flow is like a .45 Wesson to their heads...
I am a bullet bound to wreck... To let you rest....
Anytime that you decide to load Demik inside a Tec...
As I Travel through the barrel, I'm dreamin' of cold flesh...
And I eat these Emcee's 'til there's only bones left...
The sh** I spit, you're not protected by a vest...
I think I need a rabies shot, the way I'm killin' vets...
Ain't got a million yet, but I'll be stressed, until the throne is where I rest...
Crack the sternum an then open up their chests...
Then I make a Giant a midget... You dyin' or Livin'?...
1st Place Ribbon, No Competition!, it's only exhibition...
They Sold their souls to the Devil for three wishes...
I cleanse them, You've just witnessed an exorcism...
I plan to get a deal in Hip-Hop... People tell me I gotta shot...
See me illin' on spot, leave them silent like Papa Doc...
All this Hate will fuel the pot, Because on mic's, I'm Lava Hot...
1,000,000 miles to the top, so is ya'll gon' ride or not?...
- Chorus -
Yes he is the best, but they don't feel it yet...
And everytime I'm at the mic, I'm killin' it, no sweat...
I'll Rip them to shreds... Like Ed Scissorhands...
And Show them that my flow is like a .45 Wesson to their heads...
