Ill spark it w/the sedative
Hes got a real big head…and come to find out
This b*** aint even Mexican
So flip the ego…go get some skills
…Before you find out what a stretcher is
I rip tracks and take for granted what my weapon is
I spit raps, rape ya manuscript for testin this
Si sit back; and make ya fam depressed for effortless…
Attempts by they little highlids…takin a step in this deficit…
He cant reverse...god damn you nerd......Why even plan a verse?...
You just gettin trampled worse...when I stab ya verbs...
rearrange and slam ya words into a massive work of...
...Of bein passed for worse...
...Torture...face greeted with mortors...
Ya wack sh** should be banned from earth...
...I expand my urge...
...To retaliate and rip asses first
…When I’m lyrically hittin’ you;
everything is clearly just splittin’ you
To merely a visual; yo you hear me its pivitol
When I’m spittin’ sh** is gettin’ very cloudy and critical
All I’m sayin’ is just come at me and proudly ill sh** on you
And leave every ounce of bone possessed just Grounded to mineral
Cuz basically exposin’ you as a clown is the principle….
...My style is invincible to kill men...
The bad thing is...I could prolly freestyle this sh** and STILL win...
Because its violent...lyrically eatin highlids...
...Slashin his eyelids n' stashin his body where nobody can find him...
...Rewind this...now he's beatin to death
You can catch me eatin his flesh, with a fork, knife, and piece of some bread
I’ll rip into crumbs and dip in his blood…it sits on my tongue
Warm and dead it drips in my lungs…
…This b*** has become…The taste of my victim at once…
