"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

You ain’t even make the opening scene,
I write nightmares
While you waiting on a green screen.
Cut to the chase,
No stunt double taking my place,
One take, let it shake,
Catch the close-up on cha face.
Plot thickens,
Spit fiction that predicts your ending,
Script flipping,
Every sentence got the lens bending.
Frame by frame,
Put the flame in the picture,
Sheep Lord in the booth,
Hear the score getting bigger.
Boom mic hanging,
Catch the thunder when I speak,
Whole crew silent,
Let the playback run the scene.
No sequel,
You got shelved before the premiere,
That’s cinema—
My final cut stays ringing in cha ears.

Ruthless as Anton Chigurh in bowl cut
Merciless killer bullets size of dump trucks run amok
Francis Ford Coppola apocalypse now perilous cinema
Sinister scenes too ghastly to contemplate a sequel
Grim Reaper with larger-bladed cousin of hand sickle
No acquittals after intentional clavicle breaks like peanut brittle
280-acre Abu Ghraib rogue prison guard is how I abuse
Dubbed Mexican Paul for how I be wreckin’ crews
Electric chair shavin’ wigs not points I’ve been accused
I beat up foes like Tony did Jackie Jr. when he cheated on Meadow
Thunder claps from gats size of pregnant Kodiaks
Infernal flames out barrels burn like thermal
Scorched brains, cauterized skeletal frames
Plot thickens way before kinfolk is grief-stricken
Mascaras turned muck, too grisly for casket close-ups
I quickly cut to the chase when I lacerated that face

Blastmatic, automatic, tragic,
Got minds tangled, signals full of static.
Trolls panic, temples popping,
Flows hit low, snowplows ain’t stopping.
Radical mind, wrapped in rhyme,
Nike Air Force 1s when I stomp these lines.
Sucker emcees get faded,
Roasted in the cascade I created.
Cross out cha crossfade, crossover balling,
Snow bunnies calling while we hit the mall.
Smoke a Dutch, burn through the ounce,
Back in the days, we rolled around.
Puffing clouds, roast you in a cipher,
Eiffel Tower flow—stack my bars higher.
Clones turn cowards,
Why do enemies run?
Son, I’m cold as ice,
Still bring heat when the cipher’s begun.
Twice as nice when I write,
Holiday lights—watch these cold bars shine bright.

Bright lights of Carrie White on prom night
Supernatural horror when I bring terror of genocidal generals
On top of World Trade Center with King Kong despair
In this motion picture I sit in director’s chair
Mexican Antonio Montana to Brian De Palma
Aggressive persona of Scarface in a crime drama
Psycho pharmaceuticals, Norman Bates mental
I specifically write to cause plight of retaliatory strikes
Cleto Reyes gloved sniper fighter to any cipher
Ice agents wish they were cold as my temperament
Richard Kuklinski extremely sadistic tendencies
Mob families’ enforcer why I freeze victims’ deceased bodies
Calculated cyanide murders impossible to detect homicides
Riffle scope hoodlum is why Dutch Schultz didn’t want that smoke
I hold deadly artillery like Bill Russell did Larry O'Brien trophies
Fierce violence, too much static for electrical interference

Gravano hitman for John Gotti
Jake LaMotta how I'll bully Sammy
Mexican Mutombo, no, no, no
Reject foes like Godfather Oscar by Brando
Nemesis to Mother Nature’s warm uterus
Bastard child with absentee father
Suicide bomber persecuted by martyrs
Derange traces, rabid as soccer fan bases
Dreams perish when they dwell in perilous places
Stark paranoia of dictator in North Korea
Rambo mental convicted by military tribunal
Terminator maniacal, intelligence artificial
I walk dusty roads like Virgil Riley Runnels
Aggressive disposition of George S. Patton
I'll show Bruce Lee the way of the dragon
Fire breather under staircase of Munsters

​Check the payroll—who’s investing, who’s collecting?
Who can hear me say “no” and still respect it?
Had to audit my circle, read between the lines,
Some were clocking my losses while I worked overtime.
No promotion off a promise, let consistency speak,
You ain’t earned a corner office just from knowing Sheep.
Lord of chaos, but my business moves deliberate,
Had to learn a closed door ain’t a lack of forgiveness.

Headless horse how I lack remorse
Unforgiven to enemies like William Munny
Not from Missouri but to women/children I'm deadly
I've murdered everything that walks/crawls at one time or another
Anger of Cain which makes me Abel to kill my brother
Turned serial killer just to best Jack the Ripper
South side Chicago animal, violence homicidal primal
Adjust angle of scope on my rifle, aim at vitals
I have dominion of Malcolm X in front of hospital
Curtis Jackson can only daydream of this type of power
I hijacked planes that devoured World Trade towers
Deliberate chaos of earthquakes after tectonic plates shake
Never one to make threats only poisonous promises
David Parker Ray terrorized truth or consequences
Grim Reaper overtime when I bury’em between chalk lines
Bloody toll, La Muerte here to hastily collect lost souls

Making these bars like a car crash,
Clones freeze up, cold soak in an ice bath.
Hard drives finna crash when I load that,
Missed my turn reading maps while I’m playing Road Rash.
Every time I rhyme, GTA 6 gets delayed.....................
Too busy building chaos, ain’t a mission getting played.
But a triple backflip off a fridge don’t season plates,
Juggle twelve bowling pins—chef still wins on taste.
I can pile up wrecks, make every ending match,
But what’s the verse saying once you get beyond the crash?
Road Rash, road maps same road, different choices:
One rewards collisions, one shows where the course is.
So I make the crash count—show what drove me off track,
Give the wreckage a reason before I bring the hook back.
Sheep Lord, having fun, still got something to say...........
Let the wordplay serve the verse; give the thought some weight.

Martin Bakole weight bully
Terrorize country like Ted Bundy
Holy water slaughter Exorcist vernacular
Blade vandal how I grapple sword handles
New York City rats plague-associated fleas
Dr. Kevorkian couldn’t vaccinate this disease
T-Rex armed to the teeth with heavy artillery
Steadily deadly soon as I aim weaponry
NC State wolfpack, Pratt panther in all black
Typhoon path Hurricane center can’t track
Hot lead in gats mobile as Vick at quarterback
Freeway collisions violent impacts
Carnage of Titan submersible wreckage
Guantanamo Bay detention interrogations
Incineration of David Koresh church missions
Wrath of psyche soaks regally in bloodbath

Dan Marino lasers
Sharp as Ramon’s razor
Covid mutations prevalent
Vaccine statements imminent
9/11 mayday strong turbulence
Ballistic evidence xenophobic violence
Gats with bite force of Presa Canario
Sicarios doomsday scenarios
Manson scenic routes LSD trips
Sharon Tate/Abigail Folger homicides
UFO files hastily declassified
Underwater drones autonomous
Horrific harm of white phosphorus
Heart machines turned guillotines
Medusa monsters die via euthanasia
While bisons fight for matin' rights

Black sheep inhabitin’ white planet
In this concrete jungle my psyche is granite
Refuse anger management due to Gary Coleman short fuse
I feed on bloated cadavers like lappet-faced vultures
Real fighter willin’ to put up my dukes of hazard
Mexican Clubber Lang chessboxin' like Wu-Tang
Pugilist razor-sharp fangs when combos bang
Warpath causes bedlam like gun blasts aftermath
Soon as I cock biscuit bullets come out like rockets
Cross hairs have lice that’s why trigger fingers are itchy
Josey Wales in spaghetti Westerns deadly
Homicide cognizance blood on conscience
Inner violence metamorphosed to turbulence
Modern day mechanical ragin’ bull
I uplift wigs from skeletal structures of skulls
Enemies in caskets wear bruises like blankets

References end you like sentences,
I got that EPA type of penmanship, hazardous elements,
Environmental evidence, chemical intelligence,
Every paragraph I manufacture's a federal offense!
NBA calls me a shooter with an MBA,
CEO of the flow, making MVP plays,
Got a PhD in the ABCs of wordplay,
IRS wanna audit every bar that I say!
I'm a DTA e'm, mean don't trust anybody,
Including your antibodies, everybody's somebody,
DNA in my body, RNA in the laboratory,
CSI couldn't solve the case, that's another story!

Gat in hand in case one overreacts
Tony Montana paranoia, Rodney Alcala charisma
Hot lead sprays due to orca pods killer DNA
Mexican Timothy McVeigh, AK wordplay
Bram Stoker author of Dracula horror
Atomic bombs RMS Titanic catastrophic
Tempo frenetic of Moscow mosh pits
I’ll destroy a track with a battle axe
Jesus Shuttlesworth shooter, dogs neutered
Marred cats don't wanna go bar for bar
They better of stealin' John Wick’s car
Verbal Noah when I flex pair of desert eagles
Death chambers as veins get breached by needles
Nemesis comfortably sleep with fishes
After I cut these guppies with razor-cuts
Smell be nasty as Pedro Martinez changeups

​Hit cha wit those ninety-minute Maxell tapes,
Come wit dusty drums, thumb the pause for instrumental breaks,
Fader bangin’, scratches slash while the turntable shakes,
Lay my verse down in two takes—no breaths, no brakes.
Kakashi Hatake, headband raised when I’m lockin’ in,
Read your hand signs, see the scheme through the Sharingan,
Copy Ninja? I flip what I study to somethin’ raw,
Caught your whole technique before your needle hit the bar.
Tape hiss, loose-leaf, crossed-out lines in the margins,
Punch-ins? I punch through—leave the red meter sparkin’,
Side A, Side B, both sides bear the teeth marks,
Sheep Lord—ninety minutes, no room for a weak dart.

Jaguar Paw venom tip darts
Turn Brett Hart hitman after dark
Empathy is not my human ability
Mexican mass murderous mercenary
Disposition thermal infrared radiation
Throw hands like Stephen Jackson in stands
David Zellaby in Village of the Damned
666 beast how I'll mark Ruffalo like Zodiac
Geronimo Pratt strapped for combat
Cavernous mouth full of razor-sharp teeth
Seethe like T-Rex when I shred that beef
Butch Cassidy quick-draw technique
Infrastructures left Africa health care weak
Mindstates shake like quakes due to tectonic plates
Visions impaired after sparks of electric chair
White flags raised in haste to not be razed