I smell blood, I don't give a f***: keep giving them hell Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stopīecause it ain't even cool for you to sound c***y anymore Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellowĬold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spitĪnd start over from scratch and write new onesīut I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um Snatch the mic from him, b**** I'mma let you finish in a minuteīut I'm f***ing with the greatest verse of all time Where the f*** is Kanye when you need him
Man get these whack c***suckers off stage
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them So why the f*** would I join them when I beat them To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than mostīut I get a hard d*** from this s***, now stick it in I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin More alive than I have been in my whole entire life You woke the devil that I thought you'd left behind You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine
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