Fuck 'Em Up (feat. MC Goodman) Video (MV)

I'll fight you from beginning to end
Your spine will bend
I say that standing here
At a comfy hight of 5'10"
But height doesn't matter
I'll splatter fools
Buncha tools
That be actin' too cool
But when you see me
We'll duel
Next thing you know you'll be lyin' on the ground
Wishin' you wasn't so loud
I'm bringin' your ass down town
I see that frown
It's the look of realization
That I'm bookin' your reservation
To the moon
Cuz I can see your face
Falling through space
And landing in your little lunar casket case
But this is not a race
First I'll grill you and chill you
Really, it's quiet a thrill to
Destroy you with attacks
Your watchin' your back
But regardless
Regardless you get sacked
With hurtful verbal flak
And this is all because
Your mindless lyrics are wack
So try to comprehend that bitch

Ok, listen now
I'm about to break it down
Into a rude vocal format
I'll place a bomb on your doormat
I endorse that
Because all I want is to watch you perish
Don't be scared bitch
I'm about to end you like a Trump marriage
And that's fact
So is your lack
Of rhythmic timing
And talented rhyming
These are things that I bring
So next time you think
"Is he just gonna pass
On kicking my ass?"
Then ask yourself, "Is that what he did the last time?"
The true crime
Was how fast you passed out
Because you couldn't last out
My furious fists, I never miss
You kissed you conciseness goodbye
But not before beginning to cry
In conclusion
There is no delusion
About your inability to swing back
So I had to smack
I did you in like Earl Simmons does crack
And I did all this without a shot from a f*cking gat