arrogant punks that are hard amidst fictitious conditions
now im here to see whose worthy of spittin contention
for the whack cats in question i torture em and test em
use forceps for fingers and tickle their intestines
then let my katana handlers rip em into sections
too horrid for rob zombie to put in movies hes directing
the metaphor mechanics mentally mutilate the masses
of microphone maggots thinking their music creates malice
fans give em kudos, i bruise hoes with these mallets
use flows to batter their stewed bones in cabbage
my vocal boxes a heavy artillery lyrical pistol
holding tactical ballistic military missiles
i dont need an album, just a minute to blitz you
hit your guts with cystitis till you need a tube to piss through
cowards flee when i bark, i say “i havent even bit you"
if we meet in the street honest ill leave ya harmless
ya spidey senses tingle, its because ya meetin with carnage
be shook or youll be cooked, you plainly dont read books
wont ever climb the food chain til I hang you from a meat hook
i destroy whats whack much respect to those talented
fuck this fake ass fag, i put his skeleton in packages
stamp em wit a colt magnum, send em to indianapolis
making the recipient second guess his decision to rap again
for me i think this is pretty good, on your level no..but atleast i responded (got the balls to)
