Quote Originally Posted by Raider187
This is just a little something to keep your ass in check
The muthaphukkin Evil Empire is still in effect
You claimin that you great, but Iā??m one of a kind
And your entire album cant match the power of even just one of my lines
Because everything I say or do may be fatal
Rock your children to sleep and then ignite their cradle
Slam the body on the floor and stomp it like a kick drum
Then scrape the brains off my boot like some old bubble gum
Now say what you wanna say but Iā??m out of you reach
And none of yaā??ll muthaphukkaz will ever fade my technique
Fuck peace, this is war, get fuck off my floor
Cuz when the shit goes down you the first out the door
You cant ever reach my kind of lyrical level
Not even if you manage to cut a deal with the fuckin devil
You think you can spit hard bars? Iā??ll make you jaw wired tight
And every time you shit its your mouth you hafta wipe
Thatā??s how much Iā??ll fuck your ass up cannabis
My lyrics are bitch seeking missiles and they never miss
Iā??ll make put your fuckin mouth on the goddamn curb
And your teeth shatterin will be the last thing you ever heard
And the last time anyone would have ever saw ya
Your body was chopped up and floatin up the river like you were tom fuckin sawyer
CYRAX wipe that cum off your back
Everytime you talk you get fucked because everyone knows you cant rap
You rhyme, sick with stick, play with day
With that stance theres no chance you can touch my relentless melee
And then theres your bitch Juggalo, and you know
I bet he begs you to let him eat up your little dicks cum load
This is a battle, and you sendin him compliments
And Iā??m sure Iā??ve got my point across of all your irrelevance
I wonder, should I stop now or should I go further?
Because every time I exhale its lyrical murder
Fuck it, TopNotchSwagger I hafta deliver yo mark ass a dagger
I bet no bitch would let you fuck her until the ambulance had already bagged her
Open your ears its pointless to resist
Each lyric I spit grows under your skin like a cyst
And youā??ll swear youā??ve just been bitten by a viper
But its just the fear that I got you in the crosshairs of my sniper
Iā??ve got the gun to your dome, pressin your temple
45 slug makes your head pop like a pimple
Never let me catch you walkin down the sidewalk
Because itā??s a habit that Iā??ll leave your ass traced in white chalk
Now you truly havenā??t met anyone thatā??s a threat
But thatā??s because you havenā??t stepped to someone like me yet
Naw fuck guns, my versus are more lethal than an attempt at suicide
If you shoot yourself in the head you have a better shot to survive

That's way too long
You're over compensatin' for a small schlong
If you saw me walkin down the street you'd run off
and be gone

you're soft
just turn your head and cough
you drink star bucks in your loft
then log on to canna
take of that bandanna
and go eat a banana

call up def jam
you're only shot
but damn
I've heard better from a robot

cross this cat off the list
while I go take a piss