Creepin up behind you
With a pistol in my pocket
But a blade in my hand
This one's quiet
You should watch it
Might never see me comin
Might not see nuthin again
In the end im trying to win
No has been
Got strong chin
And plus that follow thru
How I do
1, 2 1, 2
This shit be the truth
Like Clark Kent
Changing in the booth
Hundred proof in my belly
Wild Turkey is my water
Head a little hotter
Scarred by demons
Harry Potter
Not a guy to f*ck with
See me getting salty
Duck quick
Never been one to get stuck with
Mediocrity or f*ck shit
Don't get up. Sit
Relax back shit we surrounded by evil
All power to the people
Thirteen twelve
Damn lyrics lethal
Retrieval system overload
I'm over those
Who juxtapose
Bass bust a Bose
Adjust ya prose
I must suppose
That trustin those
Who must impose
Injustice prone
Is just as prone
To causing problems
As the ones causing
The nightmares in the children
Gotta stop em
What do you want
I think you want more
And I got them tidbits
You wish that you could get with
Like these lyric ejaculations
That be fillin ya up
Like bisquick
Man it's sick shit
My brains diseased
The heinis got me twisted
Like these flows
That make ya say
God damn that white boy flip shit
Ya dip shit
I got the verbal
Scientific method
I hypothesize
All competition gets rejected
The conclusions the hypothesis
Aint nobody stoppin this
My powers invincible
Gonna make it known
Throughout the populace
I shine like the sun
And hold you in my orbit
Gravitational pull
Got these MCs contorted
Kind of morbid but f*ck it
Everybody kicks the bucket
I just hope when that go down
Death gets corrupted
Split a swisher with his sickle
And twist one with the reaper
We could roll together all day
Snatching souls and smokin cheeba
My function destruction
Was born with corruption
Learned shit on my own
Got no instruction
Since the beginning
Right to the end
Its been a long road
But I'se gettin it in
Verbz be impeccable
Foul as a technical
Not really respectable
Slimy like tentacles
Grimy like oil spills
Givin em cold chills
Choppin the bricks up
Payin with old bills
Where is y'all talent
I'm feelin unbalanced
Got second chances
I'm preying like mantis
Smokin get Chantix
Come see my antics
F*ckin em tantric
Makin em frantic
Call it semantics
God damn I got vocab
Throw jabs till ya so mad
Ya goin for gonads
I am the straw
That breaks camels backs
Drinking on triple shots
Slamming em back
Rowdy obnoxious
My presence is toxic
Going so hard
They changin the topic
Dr robotnik
Got me pill poppin
Weigh out ya options
F*ck it I'm stoppin