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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #11,461
Peak in subgenre #888
Author
Biazed, Shadowville Productions
Rights
2006
Uploaded
November 08, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:08
Lyrics
I'm a monster, stompin my rivals
Survival isn't likely for any guy who tries to fight me
I might be the type to slice right through your iris
If looks could kill, I'd be homicidal nightly
I see you, but I don't mean with my corneas
I'm talking about the ward in the hospital where they're storing ya
I suggest you don't test my patience
I'll leave you more than smiling when my razors make your face lift
Heartless bastard, armed to the enamel
Spitting like camels with rabid mammal madness
And habits of randomly stabbing any man if he
Happens to catch a glance at where my pad is
Fellows, don't be jealous when I'm saying eat your heart out
What I mean is that I'm starving, I wanna carve your arteries
To feast upon your cardiac, and eat it with some fava beans
I'll char your heart and darken it, partake of it like barbecue
I talk a lot of crap when it comes to my raps
'Cause I don't see a cat who can gas me in a match
I got acid in my trap, but it's not from indigestion
Hope I hold my breath, or I'll leave a hole in your chest when
I spit through you, I've earned my turn, worms
I'll put you in an urn, burn your sternum with my verbals
If words don't hurt em, I got a burner that is sure to
Make you squirm when you learn that I will murder you for fun, you
Can't even fathom how I'll turn you into a phantom
Leave your anatomy a fathom underneath the damn mantle
No one's got your back so, bitch, don't front
They call me a dick 'cause I'm fuckin up you cunts, I
Can't show remorse when I'm always holdin corpses
You'll see me in your visions like you've seen the four horsemen
Before men and women come to terms with their religions
I'll be the one to cut out the tongue of any witness
Bitches try and hit this, I'll leave your parents kidless
Sleepin with the fishes, don't let me see you twitchin
Mothafucka, I'ma gut you and cut ya, make you rupture
I'll puncture your lungs with the front of my tongue
You rappers I'll dismantle like I'm cursing at the earth
Put you back in the fetal 'cause I'm fatal with my words
Mere mortals can't harm me, I torture whole armies
The hardest man will get crushed if he argue
I'll brandish a brash tool and gash you
Snatch you from the mattress and bash you
Slashing you bastards with daggers or axes
Imagine the madness that happens when I clasp my lashes and start stabbin
Relentless, chop until your headless
Stomp until your breathless, empty your intestines
Spill ya guts, that's what I call a true confession
I'll dissect you and end any attempts to defend your tender flesh, bitch
Don't step up or you'll get beat into the ground
I ain't clownin around, man, sit your ass down
My rhymes and punchlines leave holes in your dental
Fuck around and get a bullet through your mental
I kill instrumentals, I'll never get beat
Man, fuck if I ever popped or shot a glock in the streets
But if I hear you on a track and you talkin lots of trash
Then I'm gunnin for that ass, I suggest you watch your back
I'll leave you lined in chalk with the lines that I write
And I write some heavy shit, so you best not take it lightly
My flow's deep like the Marianas Trench
And I'm never defenseless, so get to steppin
My brain is like a train, but my motives ain't just loco
And I'll slash your clan in half so fast they'll call me Yoko
You could chop off my legs, yet I still won't be defeated
You could rap for seven days, but you'll still just be a weak motherfucker
Ain't no fan that can blow me away
And I'll never meet a match that can set me ablaze
Hey, I might just strike you right upside the right side of your head
I'm always right when I write and I ain't leaving nothin left
