I circle my opponents like a bird of prey, in search of a vertabranJust to curse your day, and make blue sky revert to graynTryin' to work my way back to where the purpose gave birthnTo the perfect way to quench my thirst to slay rappersnPenatrate your fragile brain matternStand glarin' at you with command, and frame, and staturenActually mastered the talent it takes to seize the repnOut of your chest and leave em shakin'nThese heads never impressed us, I credit the best cause In?Accept the rebreath? with respect from my predecesorsnTo die the best of deaths is meaning gunfirenBlessed with ??, testin the opressivenThis dimension inside your pain is my domainnBy signing my name I solidify the rainnIn an instant I will drain em, get em out the gamenItsisted upon bickering with death until the quiet camenThen silence remained, touched him with his lights out andnIm in his veins, ushering his life out himnHe cried when it came, at that moment he frozenAnd death pulled his soul through the hole in his nosennFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonightnFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonightnnLet em watch the Brother rip, they need to fuckin study itnHave the missin pieces like they tryin to make the puzzle fitnIts some other shit, nothin like when we discovered itnFools rappin like they tried to suck a dick and bust a lipnHalf asshole and ain't mastered to grab the shitnThey pacifists and ain't nothin bout them passionatenNever had a pay a bill, spent a day in jailnAnd hold mic's like theyre scared as hell to brake a nailnYou ever hide inside your seat, eyes upon your feetnNeed to keep riding the dick instead of tryin to ride the beatnI come from a time when rhymin is too self definingnAint no time for whining, protecting your little homagenIf your crews really the shit, prove it in your setnYou really should get off the stage, youre too pretty to sweatnIf hes not in alliance, beat him in the compliancenSomethin to do while I'm feeding him to the lionsnKeep being defiant, ain't nothin I can say to younExcept you better stay out my range of view, a day or twonYour friendly neighbourhood Rhymesayer, I lay anAsswhoopin on you thats one of a kind, playannFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonightnFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonightnnYou live in a world of artificial turf past the skynGot the nerve to stay up nights and askin whynIm fuckin your shit up, youre forced to pluckin your lips upnThat gets ripped up, you could kiss your own ass goodbyenYou don't understand me, I don't have Plan BnI don't have a mom and dad to help me land on my feetnI don't have the luxury of livin where the grass is greennInk pen victims and ten of their friends with themnIve been kickin, scratchin scrapin for respectnSince knee-high, believe I will take it to your necknI release my, venomous sentiments at the drop of a hatnYou motherfuckers got a problem with that?nI scratch through all possible tracksnOnce you walk with your bones fully exposed its hard to look backnAnd I gotta react, not for nothin, just to cuss younThere ain't nothin soul about an old fashoned Fuck YounnFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonightnFrom the moment I sight em, decide I don't like emnI evacuate the little bit of life they got inside emnSomebody gonna get dead tonightnBad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight