Just a little something I did the other day for an upcoming project I'm working on
Lyrics
Verse 1
I am ready and willin' to lay a killin' to a villian
I'm ill and militant when it comes to my pen
you know in any even I stay ready to vent
I'm not religious at all so i will never repent
a psychopath who raps that kills rappers on wax
so if you ever call my name you gone feel the wrath
I'll fill a bathtub fulla your blood then take a drink
in the blink of an eye - this ain't Nicki Minaj
I ain't fucking with Nas, but the flow is illmatic
you know I'm still at it
I am different than these other motherfuckers when they rap
I'll be cool for a minute then poof I just snap
I'm the proof I diminish these fools that just act
light the fuse and then I lose it, I'm a loose cannon rappin'
Bruce Banner on the track and I just give you what these other faggots lackin'
I belong inside a straight jacket I embrace straight rappin'
ain't no trappin' over here
Verse 2
I'm the big motherfucker round these parts of town
I give a fuck about a bitch I'll break her heart then clown
you see I'm colder than the Finnish in the middle of winter
I keep my syllables killer I got fillers that are iller
than your dopest lines, I do some coke then rhyme
cuz when I'm rippin' I be flippin' whippin' words on the mic
I'm like a virgin I'm tight and I ain't fuckin' with you dicks
Nick's slicker than Rick, I get you simpletons lit
and please believe me when I tell you little 'Cheap Tricks'
I'm the last motherfucker that you ever wanna beef with
bitch you better 'Surrender' cuz I can tell your "pretending"
like you're "Learning to Crawl", you stay yearning to ball
I stay serving you all before I murder and maul
you ain't really got the gall to make me stumble and fall
so boy you better listen, don't you get it twisted
ain't no fake depictions, I am off the Richter scale
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