I feel trapped in a box with a volatile rage building up and detached from inside of a place that made
The man that you're looking at, yet I couldn't stress how much of a bitch you sound for trying to ride my dick
But lyrically couldn't stomach me remember back in high school you was on the other team begging
For false validation that's unobtainable making it seem cool to try and shit on me, here's my statement son
Uh, and for your lack of respect, I be attacking your flesh with a miraculous threat I never
Duck another mother fucker challenging this grip the chalice and battle cats who couldn't master it yet I'll put
A tact through your lens to wake you fuck niggas up for, sleeping on me in the cut but I'm accustomed
To being buried in the dirt in the worse way patterns are blessed when your getting dragged to your death now fineness
In a provocative setting with no exotic expression of lyricism I'm giving its my
Prerogative to choke all that
Approach with how I'm killing the flow, I'm so sick of the same old impotence being
Shown and all this talk how I should slow my shit down and sound
Like all these pussies that can't develop their own way of presenting their art
Now what do you know a bunch of rap clones I'll never condone...
There's no competition I came against without breaking them in
Locally they made a mistake, by giving these incapable fakes papes and
View me and Satan as friends but
That's why I'm doing it globally showing you I'm in a whole different league
Women ain't noticing me yet I'm
Prob-ably the most self-absorbed individual, all on my own and you'll see the
Full blown effect spitting A.I.D.S while you use entendre for shock value I'll call
Blanka (Street Fighter) to out style you, instant transmission when I ascend you just a peon Chaiotzu (Dragon Ball Z)
Now what can you surmount to son you ain't...endure a thousand cuts you're, childish what
Gambino I ran for them C-notes and rewrote God's image that turned in to me yeah
I'm a real rude villainous that will
Spit truth in em with such an ill proof feeling
I'm just a Ginsu
You dealing with a visual mentalist, who's venom is sickening enough to induce citizens
Skills too menacing peel dudes innocence back appear to be weary in fact a serious fury I match you fairies are
Eerily wack, so don't stand near me perhaps Jill will be my Valentine....when I split through Nemesis (Resident Evil references)
God damn that boy be going off, damn I shouldn't be more involved, damn I couldn't recall
Ever trying to leave the ways of the land in the fall that old Lex is reckless smell
Exhaust
Why you trying to find an exit? Lets get down with self and keep it moving towards that little
Unicorn dream you had when you was seven I guess stepping on toes is irrelevant yes but...
I'll search for a whole different section, from that passage you read with your reverend
Heaven fell in the depths when I stepped in dressed in all...black...
You know like the void that you have in your confused soul...always searching outside of yourself looking for something that you already own shit...damn
Never fails hang ten if you dance with the devil arrested I need to
Breath when I accept this, overachieve by all means when I damage a rep kid
Unless it's under my request I try to stretch it out, releasing infectious
Little deeds I directed at you little bastards who couldn't even fathom the Black God
