to my targets there's no remorse
i got my armor and sword
plus my helmet of course
intellectual knowledge and force
which i'll never divorce
til i ever abort
i spit at an upper level
many wish they had
and several fall short
they settle on the porch
i'd rather battle at the source
than sit in a puddle
and handle the torch
slammin my own gavel in court
goin to lab to record
my original thoughts
and my own vocal cords
my choice aint your chores
no, my voice paints the chorus
watch
my flow thru your veins and pores
cuz i entered your vessel, it's war
my name is Kevin McCoy
ready at the front door
bring the Devil, i'll destroy him by storm
call it a story or call it hardcore
better guard all four walls
regardless, i'll crawl above you all
hovering over others, exposin their flaws
holes that i saw before their eyeballs noticed
to open up the halls like giant windows
disposin my opponents installed
causin commotion, withdrawl?
my shoulders won't shrug
i'm a soldier standin tall