Straight from the southernmost state the irate 94% ape 6% checkmate
Debator makin ya faint to elevate your mindstate developin heaven for brethren with hell in my face
I kill em with my pace catch me if you can man but I am what I am so yo ass is damned
Put yo clans in a trance like Diazepam
Talk you into tradin your treasure for half a gram
Yo how he sleep through all the classes, still smash the exams?
Its Pitch Black, no boogeyman, the jam in your jam
Slicker than pam, quick to pull out my dick in the lab
Skeet skeet on the beat till its stickier than yams
Fuck defeat I’m a stickler for stabs
Sneaking in your hospital room with venom, get to pickin your scabs
Its Ill Skill with the sickest of jabs
Black Mantis Shrimp, backhand a pimp just for the laughs
Bitch I rock like the crib of the cavs
And I’m talkin shit whole song long hit skip if you mad
And I’m bout to steal a brick from your dad
Your mom’s helpin son
I ain’t even ask her, she came offering weapons, run!
Black catch a wack rapper, leave him deaf and dumb
Missin his thumbs, with punctured lungs, and infected gums
Its a wrap on you fake MCs no cummerbunds
Bet you never thought that your slayer would be a southern one
All your confidence just makes it double fun, fuck ya gun
Punch you in your ego till ya double done
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18-20 MCs I get my priest on
21-24 rappers I get my feast on
25-30 Hone and sharpen my teeth on
30 and up, I’m goin beast on!
Cruisin through your mental nigga fuck what ya heard, don’t be absurd
Slaughter you and scatter ya herd
Bashful at first, but bashing on you bastards at third
Careful with words, got several points of never return
Steady I burn, innards black and crispy but firm
Persistent as sperm, quick to take a piss in your perm
It tickles, you squirm. Soon you’ll be re-gifting my germs
I’m itchin to learn, twistin fern, sippin a slurm
Silly and stern, might flip and give ya city a churn
Unlimited power in every calorie that I burn
And even more in the ones that I don’t
Yeah its possible, but try to tap my power, I’ll turn yo ass into fossil fuel
Told ya partner play possum watch him, I dodge his optical
Mad fast fatass, smash each and every obstacle
Including your apostles, I caught ‘em while tryna lock and load
Mean muggin, they really thought they could stop me cold
Might have been bold, but now they softer than rocky road
Dancin in the ocean and the wind, and my optimo gross
I only fuck wit dutches, and vegas forreal
But finna quit altogether til I make me a mil
But for now I’m just gon make me a meal
MC souffle, rapper salad, and chorizo with dill
You think you Smith but I’mma treat you like Till
Kill you and a hundred family members, make some leather, Phoenix Deville
And I’m so much better for you than pills
And more pleasant to swallow, Summer in Cabo still give you the chills
And I’m bout to hunt some rappers for thrills
Get some sticks and start drummin across they faces, playin nothin but fills
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x2:
My nigga if you fly well then I’m the bug zapper
Just listen, I’m the shit and yo face is the pamper
You lame ass rappers don’t even deserve laughter
I’ll eat some alpha-bits and beat your verse on the crapper