toxic emcee spitting lyrical toxin
glock blasts your cock off for blocking
Ticket you like double parking i bubble sparking
cause you funny style like cats that still use walkmens
Causing chaos often while the so called hardest soften
Stopping your reign with venomous darts to the brain
In the water i flame oceans bubble with heat, and steam when i feel pain
fish die I'm a living homicide that snacks on your hideous hides
Bone crusher vibe strangling tribes with pride
ride on the norm year of the dragon born
lyrics sharper than barbwire, and bull horns
Exit wounds i left heart torn from chests
not saying I'm the greatest but I'm one of the best
haters holding their breaths stressed with the flow I'm obsessed
blows connect and snap knecks of many rap vets
Who think skills depend on record sales, and cashed checks
I blast vexed with a calm demeanor i palm the heater
Bomb your speakers the only known fire breather
So go ahead act tough and you'll swallow your pride like hoe bitches swallow nuts
if i had it my way none of you wack niggas would've came up
Only missing your weak one-liners and pussy punches
I'm not passing the mic to you youngsters
chump every cat on your block without a glock
Fitting to fall like the Dow Jones stock
hard heads never listen until you pistol whip em
give a fuck if i'm tripping wishing them the opposite if well
Bi-polar demon from hell torturing you with hammers, and nails
Rats favorite song is 'It ain't hard to tell"
in this battle you won't be saved by the bell
shoot a cop for what they did to Sean Bell
Bionic smash love of the craft mad titles up for grabs
And it's sad to see the majority of emcee's in body bags
Running mad spots got the pad lots where chickens flock
Know you succumb to the one that left you popped with vicious, malicious, shots
Trance enhanced my network hotter than Sahara sands
Militant militia on stage we never dance
Handgun in my baggy pants firearm romance
Clique deeper than ancient Romans
treasures hidden location forbidden protected by trained woman
Reign ribbon color red the resurrection of the dead living
Max-well choke hold vocals emcee's dungeon dumped
Fire or thump the blatant chumps left with bumps bumped
We come unseen to leave crime scenes clean
radiant regime baking you beans brainwashed by the TV screen
the vigilante is seldom seen without a pocket full of cream
Master before and after smash a rapper quick to clap ya
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